#✦ mun things

[indomiinus]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER! Repost, don't reblog!

NAME: niko PRONOUNS: he/him PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: discord! i don't rly like using tumblr im's but i will if others prefer it. im a lot less awkward over discord tho.

NAME OF MUSE(s): Leon (indomiinus), volo (prisionicmorality), adaman (gold-veins), i also play piers, elesa, guzma, emmet, and some ocs but only over discord bc i don't want to make a million blogs.

BEST EXPERIENCE: I haven't rly been rping very long on tumblr (this time around anyway) to have any bad experiences tbh! i've met so many cool people with such fun characters. i'm sure this'll change eventually but for i can't really point to one particular thing and say "this is the best!"

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS: i think my biggest pet peeve is just not reading my character info. also just generally being an asshole and godmodding, but i think those are pretty standard. the last time i rped on tumblr, i had a guy stalk me from my rp blog to my personal pestering me for replies and trying to ship our characters but in a really weird aggressive way and that was pretty stressful. so i guess as long as you're not being pushy or stalking me, i'm chill with most things.

MUSE PREFERENCES: i honestly don't know if i have a specific character type. i guess, uh, "autistic/adhd/both and traumatized." aka, characters i can relate to on some level i guess.

PLOTS OR MEMES: Both! I love plotting though, so please plot with me. I'm a little slow to get going sometimes if I'm not super familiar with your muse (which is admittedly most pokemon characters since i'm working my way backwards in the games apparently).

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I try so, so hard to do short replies. Most of the time I'll match my partner's post length to the best of my ability, but my default post length tends to fall between "long" and "this is a five page single spaced starter that i wrote in google docs oops."

BEST TIME TO WRITE: I'm disabled and I work from home, so I'm available most days!

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): unfortunately! well. hopefully not volo, he sucks. but i definitely projected a lot of my own shit on leon and adaman, and also made them trans because me too! the autism and adhd came baked into them by nintendo though, i didn't have to add that.

[asimpforthe80s]

[lordofthegoldenflower]

Finished this beauty last night

[misteria247]

Ranma whenever he gets doused in cold water: Being a girl is awful! I hate it! It's embarrassing!

Ranma as soon as he's in trouble:

[poxsonmenace]

Honestly nothing is more beautiful to me than Sherlock (or any muse taller than 6ft) just towering over Jim. So smol, so feisty ☺️

[rpmemes-galore]

send me " outside perspective " + a situation, and i'll write a short drabble from an npc's perspective seeing my muse in that situation

ie. a civilian seeing a superpowered muse use their powers, or a passerby seeing a crime centered muse committing a heist, etc.

[risingshine]

a random idea that I...spend way too much time with.

I really gotta play hades sometime

[ars-daemonum]

🪶 I See You ⭕

[tcfactory]

The Original Goods (New and Improved Edition) and Shen Qingqiu Lite

Inspired by @mysteryteacup's wonderful MoShang fic (go read it, you won't regret it) where they get Shen Jiu back as a MoShang kid by the end, memories included.

Sorry Cucumber bro, in a few more years everyone will know that you can't hold a candle to the OG, but they love you anyway.

[bad-sanses-smp]

infection doodles be upon ye <- remembered the horror infection was also posted here -mun sid

[alucardsinep]

ok mut miksi suomenkielinen taru sormusten herrasta on niin hyvä???? ne paikkanimet joku on apparently translated following jirt's own ohjeet kääntämiseksi so you get things like mäyrämöyry

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Nineteen: Jim Hopper + Uniform

There's something about Jim, and that's before you come to the sheriff's department to bring him lunch one afternoon.

You and Jim had been dating for a few very good months now, but you had yet to see him outside of the fancy restaurant Enzo's, at his cabin, or when you took little trips and stayed in a comfy little bed and breakfast.

You had just been yearning to see him in his whole get-up. Wanted to see if he stretched out the sheriff's shirt like he did the nice flannels he wears to Enzo's or how he stretches out the jeans how he does the sweatpants he wears.

You were in a dazed thought as you pulled into a parking space in front of the sheriff's department. You aren't sure how long you'd been driving while making up dreams of what Hopper might be looking like this afternoon.

When you walked into the department you had excepted it to be crowded and filled with life, but it really wasn't. You looked out the window realizing that you might have come at a bad time. You walked towards the front desk. An older woman stood up, "What can I help you with dear?" The older woman asked.

You look down at my purse and the lunch bag you had locked in your hand. "I was… I'm wondering where I might find Sheriff Hopper?" You asked in the strongest of voices. Her face contorted for a slipt second then she just had a realization. "You must be Y/n, I'm Florence, Hopper's secretary." You release a breath that you hadn't realized you were holding on, so tightly.

"He'll be back in a few had to pick up a troubled kid, you can wait in his office," Florence says to you. You walk in stride behind her trying to keep up with the older women. Florence opens the door for you, and you turn. "How do you know me?" You ask her, She smiles "Hopper talks about you a lot even if he's not that much of a talker." With that Florence is gone, and you're left in Hopper's office.

While you wait you get his food out of the bag, placing it on the right side of the desk, and you start to look around at the walls of his office. Pictures, and photos with special people around the town when Hopper had become sheriff.

“I’m not bookin' you, son, I’m just gonna call your uncle.” You hear Hopper talking outside the office. You panic for a moment and jumble around to get into the seat across from his desk.

The door opens wide and with a pounding force on the other side. Hopper doesn’t notice you at first not until he goes to sit down and he sees food, and then your beautiful face.

“What are you… FLORENCE?” Hopper shouts. She walks fast to the door. “Oh, I forget to tell you that Y/n was here.” She leaves. Leaving Hopper standing there with a dumbfounded look on his face.

“You were gonna call somebody? Do I need to leave?” You ask him. He looks down at you. Anger and confusion melt away. “Oh hell no, stay here and then I can have lunch with ya sweetheart,” Hopper says. He settles down and reaches over for the phone.

It’s a rather short conversation with “I understand” and “It won’t happen again.”s added to almost every single other thread of conversation.

“Now let me get back to you sweetheart,” Hopper says. His voice was deeper and thicker. He gets up to the chair squealing with the weight coming off the old springs. “Stand up sweetheart,” Hopper says shutting his door and his blinds. “For privacy love.” He assures you.

You stand up. You had worn a little sun dress, one that gave off the curves of your body. Exposing most of your skin to the afternoon sun. "Do a little spin f'me." Hopper's voice is husky, sending shivers down to your core. As you spin the dress flutters up exposing more of your skin to Hopper.

"God'damn, you are so beautiful," Hopper mutters mostly to himself. You smile timidly. This is new territory. You want to ask Hopper to do a spin of his own. You want to see how he looks in his whole uniform. The light brown doesn't clash with his skin, rather makes his blue eyes sparkle.

He reaches out his hand for you to take. "Come sit on my lap?" He offers, and you take his hand. He walks softly to his chair getting comfortable before dragging you into his lap. Hopper's one thigh becomes your seat.

You talk and Hopper eats.

Hopper can feel your heat seeping through your cotton panties into his work slacks. It's driving him insane as you innocently talk about the garden behind your house, and how the kids that you do story time with at the library today were so good at listening today.

Hopper bounces his leg, bouncing you ever so slightly up and back down. You don't say anything about it at first. You nibble at your own food, not really hungry for food right now. Maybe Hopper reads your mind, or maybe something else gives it away.

Continuously Hopper bounces his leg, giving a few sharp bounces, and a few loose and slow ones. Trying to gather some sort of rhythm, that's good for both you and his leg.

Hopper finishes up the food you delivered to him, but he doesn't want you to go just yet. You go to get up after Hopper had thrown his trash into the can across the room. A large hand pulls you back down.

"Don't go just yet, baby," Hopper whispers. You nod and stay put. The bouncing of his leg hasn't stopped only getting better and better. The vibration and the force on your clit hitting the muscular thigh make your eyes go crossed. "I can feel your heat through all these layers," Hopper whispers into your ear, as he pulls your back into his chest. You try to look at him as your head rests on his shoulder.

"Jim…" a strangled moan falls from your lips. You don't ever call him by his first name unless you have far long gone in your mind. Lost to the power of your euphoria. "Are you enjoyin' yourself?" Hopper asks in a sultry tone. You moan, and press your lips into his bread-covered jawline.

Your imagination could never meet the reality of what and how Hopper feels in his uniform. You can feel the hard metal of his buckle digging into your back, but you welcome the pain of it. "Answer me, sweetheart." Hopper demands of you. "Yes… fu… yeah JIm I…" You're having a hard time expressing yourself as he grinds his kneecap into your clit. Wet panties sticking to the material of the slacks. "I bet you are sweetheart. I can feel how wet you are. You gonna make yourself cum on my thigh baby?" He whispers to you.

Your mind was already frizzy and frazzled, but now it's white-hot blank. You see nothing but the euphoric feeling that pumps through your body. You shift needing more pressure, or attention. Hopper's hands are held around your waist and pressed flush into your breast.

Your hands land on the crumb-covered part of the desk. Knuckles going white, and eyes closing tightly as you get just the right amount of pleasure from the hard muscle between your thighs. "Oh, sweetheart…" Hopper mumbles, "I can feel you, gonna cum baby? I know you are, god you're so beautiful." Hopper words are hot and push you over the edge.

Cumming through your white cotton panties and all over his uniform slacks. Your body leans, and lumps over the desks. Chest rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. Hopper's large hand sprawls against your back as he rubs deep, and meaningful circles into your back to calm you.

"Fuck Hopper…" You mumble out, "Did you come just for lunch, or where you think' about somethin' else." You chuckle a little, "What… I got a little hot from your sheriff's uniform." You say back, not yet lifting yourself from the desk. "Good to know sweetheart."

Completed: 07/29/23

Posted on: 10/19/23

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Stranger Things Master List // The Elders Master List // Kinktober '23

[asimpforthe80s]

[splatoonusna]

Someone on Twitter pointed out the Run Speed Up says "inkling or octoling form" I wonder if we're going to be able to pick our character OR I wonder if a certain Agent will make a return and we will be able to play as both in different scenarios?

Since Marina is nowhere to be found in the trailer my two theories are, Marina is somehow the antagonist or, with this inkling/octoling ability Marina is going to be supporting Agent 4 while Pearl supports 8?

[misteria247]

FIDDLEFORD AND STANLEY FRIENDSHIP I'M SO LIVID BY THE MISSED OPPORTUNITY DUDE-

[norts-trolls]

Hiii it's meee nort. As you have noticed my art and activity has slowed quite a bit lately. And that is due to one my birth defects causing a funny little chain reaction with my new found chronic illness. It has rendered me useless and stuck in bed more often than not as well as limiting my abilities to sit and walk.

As potential surgery is no where inside my budget I have been recommended a slight helper to at least put me back at my desk for longer than 5 minuets. I require a coccyx pillow for lower back and ass support. However those pillows can be 70+ USD for an actual good quality one. I am opening my kofi once more for aid to purchase one of said pillows. Any donations help as well as what commission slots I have left are open. Though considering I can't sit to work it may take a while. To those who have commissioned me in the past and are still waiting you have my fullhearted thanks for your patience while I try to pull myself back together.

Here is my Kofi with the goal thank you for reading!