#🐉anon

[enden-k]

I heard something about twitter forcing it that they can use art for AI Training and you can basically not opt out. There was something else to it maybe but im also not sure as i am not on twitter.

-🐉

ah. im so tired yall

thanks for explaining, i guess ill make an account over there too for the twt ppl and jsut hope for the best eugh

also speaking of ai training, a good reminder to new tmblr ppl in case you werent aware or didnt do that yet: if you make a new tmblr acc make sure to turn this on immediately (its off by default iirc)

click on your blog > blog settings > scroll to visibility (goes for desktop/mobile (ios/android) all the same)

[angronsjewelbeetle]

Fuck it I'm posting what I got so far before I really do conk out

First kisses with the Primarchs ~♡ Pt 3

Includes: Magnus, Alpharius/Omegon, Guilliman

Alpharius/Omegon: You’re settled between them, reading, with who you’re fairly sure is Omegon reading over your shoulder, and Alpharius seemingly half asleep with his head resting on yours. Omegon paws at your book when you go to turn the page - muttering about how he wasn’t done reading. “It’s nice that you can tell us apart,” Alpharius says suddenly, “yeah?” you hum as Omegon releases the page, “I agree,” he says, “even if you do mess up sometimes,” you snort at him and he smirks, leaning right into your personal space. “For example,” he mutters, your only warning being a quick glance at  your lips before his are on them, light stubble scratchy against your skin. “Wh- hey!” Alpharius says, amused and petulant as his hand comes into view to shove Omegon off you. He turns your face to his with a gentle hand, Omegon scoffs behind you and lifts the book off your lap as Alpharius kisses you, smooth and a little clumsy, his nose bumping yours as he barely remembers to turn his head, he tastes like sweet coffee. You blink as he pulls away looking rather smug. “You thought he was Alpharius,” Omegon says knowingly. 

Magnus: “By all accounts it doesn’t make sense!” Magnus exclaims, jolting you out of your drowsy state as he sits up with his hands curled, he looks at you and sighs, settling back down, “and to make matters worse, my darling star isn’t even listening to me!” he says dramatically, flopping backward against the pillows with the back of his hand against his forehead, bright hair shifting ethereally. You watch as some of his curls reach out towards you like creeping plant’s tendrils and reach up to let them tangle around your fingers idly as you sigh; he’s pouting, bottom lip pushed out petulantly like a child. “I am listening, Magnus,” you say, he huffs, peering at you through his barely-open eye, still posing. “If I kiss you,” you say quickly before he can open his mouth again, “will you finally let me sleep?” you ask, lowering your hand as his hair relinquishes its delicate grip on your fingers. He’s silent for a moment and you yawn, he rolls onto his side to look at you properly, eye alight with swirling emerald green and gold, “that may be your best bet,” he says finally, lifting up the covers so you can wriggle in close enough to bump your nose against his. You close your eyes and kiss him as he tucks the covers around you, he smells like spices and musk and something that tingles your nose and sends shivers up your spine.

Guilliman: Roboute is face down against his desk when you enter, you clear your throat, he jolts upright, eyes wide and a paper sticking to his chin, he stares at you, unseeing. “Hi,” you say softly, giving him a little wave. He shakes his head, paper fluttering to the floor, “uh,” he says intelligently, and then “good morning, darling,”, which is a little odd, seeing as the sun is beginning to duck behind the horizon and bathing the room in vibrant orange light. You say as much and he whips his head around to stare at the setting sun. His shoulders drop as he turns back to you with an exhausted sigh, planting his head in his hands, “I don’t think I want to know how many meals I’ve missed,” he mutters as you pat his thigh comfortingly. He looks at you and leans back, offering his arm as a solid climbing piece for you to clamber into his lap. “Poor thing,” you say sympathetically, cupping his cheeks, stubble rough and spiky under your palms. He chuckles and tilts his chin up, pressing a kiss to your lips with a loving smile. His stubble scratches your chin and he sighs into your mouth - right as his stomach lets out a loud rumble. 

[mother-athena]

hi, Miss Athena,

today it was warm where I live so I got to walk my dogs around, and I had a really good time :)

-🐉

That sounds like the perfect afternoon to me, kiddo. I'm happy that you enjoyed yourself and got to spend some time outside. I'm looking forward to enjoying the warmer weather myself soon.

[livingdeadmlm]

HEYYYYY ITS ME AGAIN! Sorry I haven’t checked in for a while, the heat in my state has been killing me lol

Anyways how r u doing Rigby?

-🐉 anon

Things are good!! Kinda stressful but I’m thugging it out

[valtsv]

tumblr might be one of the only places on earth where you can be accused of enjoying things which would get you violently ostracised in any other social setting for clout i really do love it here

[muselin]

I read your about and I just wanna know where your old Naruto fics are. You can call me 🐉

Hi 🐉!

Oh god, I've lost a lot of my old fics because they were on sites and blogs that don't exist anymore, some of this was like 15 years ago. I might have one or two knocking around on fanfiction.net if my account still exists at all, I was Muslin on there.

[hurlingdown]

I want Sukuna. Large beast reader, a curse so ancient and feral that whichever body it inhabits takes on a monsters appearance - horns, whipping tail, claws and four predatory eyes.

Sukuna had the curse with him in his prime, a guard dog and something more..?

In his new vessel Sukuna yearns for his pet back, he’s aching inside and it’s starting to affect Yujis life - wet dreams, random boners, leaking slick from his ass?! It’s crazy, so they go on a mission to find Sukunas pet.

Holed up in a closed off cave, hibernating for hundreds of years - dormant until the curse signature registers at the mouth of the tunnel. Hulking and beastly, fangs dripping and tail striking the walls with enough force to create a spark. Yuji is like ‘oh fuck’ and Sukuna is like ‘oh fuck’.

Beast reader is in heat after being asleep for so long! And his mate has returned for him 🥰🥰🥰 which is incredible timing, lots of little demon eggs are ready to be deposited and gestated inside a pink haired man’s pretty body.

Love you Hurly Bird 😘😘

- 🐉

(I will probably be sending in an inbox thirst about Caesar Clown and/or Perospero in the foreseeable future.. so get ready for that 👍))

🐉ANONNN YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN. every time you write something i'm like "this is the best one so far". and it just keeps getting better and better, holy shit.

i'm writing a prolonged version of this. posting my kinktober masterlist in a few hours, this will definitely be on there. !!!

p.s. i wrote it out

[jaylaxies]

I must grace y’all w another one

https://64.media.tumblr.com/0a7784b6cbd31ed0642346cec622aa58/414e21dee6b99997-fc/1affb97a347d979174c04065534f4ea222dd7938.mp3

GENUINELY DIED LISTENING TO THIS 😵‍💫 IT’LL MAKE YOUR PUSSY THROB,, I just love whimpering praising Jake so much 🥴

- 🐉

link!

jake calling you his good girl while fucking you deep, moaning right beside your ear, biting the earlobe gently as he whimpers and praises you for being so good to him, his thrusts getting sloppier as you both reach your high, eyelids fluttering shut at the sensation of his cock twitching inside your clenching walls before he empties his cum inside your cunt <3

[seoktized]

I love perv Anton so bad

🐉

perv!anton x reader

warnings: smut, m + f masturbation, anton watching reader, dubcon..? i think

explicit content under the cut!

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perv roommate!anton who is absolutely head over heels for you. he loves!! to steal your used panties and use them to jerk off late at night!

but one night as he was walking to his room, he heard a buzzing sound accompanied with you moaning softly. the door wasn’t closed all the way so anton could see you in all your glory, one hand cupping your breast while the other was buried in between your legs.

anton was wide eyed, not wanting to blink just in case he missed something. he watched as your legs shook and your back arched off of the bed, silently wishing he had you like that.

a small “fuck, anton-” slipped from your mouth which made anton blink profusely. did he hear that right? did you just moan his name? anton almost came in his pants bearing you moan his name.

his hard on was now becoming painful, so he let his hand rub himself over his sweats. anton’s other hand flew up to his mouth in an attempt to hide any groans that would fall from his lips.

anton needed you, now that he knew you needed him too, he was going to be relentless. teasing you as you cooked breakfast for the two of you, brushing against your backside, making sure to press his cock against your ass. he imagined how you would look under him, stuffed full, the same fucked out expression as you had right now present across your face.

rubbing himself over his sweats wasn’t enough, he carefully slipped past the waist band of both his sweats and his boxers, gripping his cock before slowly moving his hand up and down.

yes, this was dirty, anton didn’t care. seeing you like this was like him winning the lottery. he felt himself getting closer to his high, squeezing his cock harder imaging it was your pretty cunt wrapped around him. anton groaned as he came, his eyes went wide hoping you didn’t hear.

you did in fact hear, freezing in place before sitting up on your bed. you inspected the door and when you locked eyes with anton he moved to the side away from the door.

“anton?” you squeaked.

“im sorry, i shouldn’t have watched you- i’m so sorry” he mumbled.

“its.. okay.. do you think you could help me, anton?”

you sounded so desperate, how could he not? he pushed open the door, silently telling himself that you’ll never need a vibrator after he’s done with you <3

[spirit-lanterns]

Do you think catgirl Reader would have the courage to pounce on Jingliu? Tbh even as a cat i wouldn't dare bother her aha

🐉

If Reader were literally any other cat, no she wouldn’t pounce on Jingliu for respect of her boundaries.

…If she were an orange cat though, her brain would make her believe that Jingliu was the perfect perch to sit on, so she’d stalk Jingliu for a bit around the house, before suddenly leaping on top of her and clinging to her back. Jingliu would almost kill you due to her fight or flight reflex, but I think she’d just grumble in an irritated way as you adjust your footing on her shoulders and sit nonchalantly on her head.

“You’ll get used to it.” Is all Ruan Mei says as she passes by Jingliu like it was another Tuesday for her 😅

[enden-k]

Yes yes im claiming that man, i wanna cry he is perfect. I need me some dumb dragon man that is still possessive. Is he also like saran in the way he cares for his elf?

Also def interest in that throwing up onto his lap story? I will devour all details of this man like am starving man

-🐉

he does care for vin but in his own weird ways. hes a dragon after all so the way he shows his affection is different and weird than the other existing species. hes also a gross freak (we love that) living his life so combined with that, you often catch him do shit like trying to nurse vin back to health at some point by eating disgusting "food" only a dragon could possibly eat and chewing it for vin to mouthfeed him. thats basically classic zydonia for you

also unlike saran if vin hits zydonia, zydonia most definitely will hit back (ofc not full strength, he could easily kill them all if he wanted to)

dropping this link here bc i babbled a little abt their dynamic before

also yea, in the 2nd chapter theyre in a tavern, having some beers and trying to think of their next steps now that they busted zydonia out of his horny jail and are proclaimed dead etcetc; vin is - as usual - extremely upset and pissed at zydonia bc smth happened earlier and he considers him the root of all their problems. vin has low alcohol tolerance and is drunk off his ass and making a scene, trying to climb over the table to "beat the shit out" of zydonia and ends up throwing up into his lap instead. zydonia (annoyed) immediately grabs his head and smashes it into the table, breaking it and knocking out vin akjbscjkabkj they cause chaos everywhere they go and this scene is how they met the next member of their group (the tavern owner, my beloved witch)

dropping the panels from the comic UTC, its veeeery very old art and i used to draw all my comics on paper since i couldnt afford a pc or tablet back then but well <3

[angronsjewelbeetle]

Okay uh, it turned into a fic??

I don't...have an excuse. My brain just. Uh. I'm sorry?

First kisses: Mortarion exclusive ~♡

Probably out of character so um. Apologies for that.

“Clumsy,” he mutters, but  you can hear the way his tone lifts with amusement. He shakes his head, some of his long hair slipping out from the bun he’s pinned it back in as he lifts you upright with ease, dusting off some of the flour from your arm. He gives you a quick once-over, you playfully wipe some of the flour off on his shirt. He scoffs and reaches over to take the screaming kettle off the stove, “it should be ready soon,” he says, right as the timer chimes insistently. Mortarion passes you the oven mits and you lean down, the familiar smell of chamomile wafting up with the steam as he slips the ceramic lid onto the teapot and you bring the small loaf out of the oven, setting it on the counter. “Normally it’s cooked in the coals of a fire,” he says, “you were saying that earlier. And once it’s cooled down a bit, you eat it with syrup, right?” you reply, watching as the taps the base of the loaf and nods. “Hollow,” you say to the noise, “that’s how you know it’s cooked,” he hums, looking pleased, scarred lips twisted into a little smile as you pour yourself some tea, “where did I put that bread knife?” he asks himself, turning around to survey the kitchen. He spots it by the sink and potters back over to the loaf, slicing off a piece and watching the puff of steam rise from within. He picks up the jug of syrup and pours it over the slice, offering it to you as a bit of the dark golden liquid drips over his hand. You take a bite. The syrup is thick and sweet and the bread is thick and warm, you can feel your cheek getting sticky and hear Mortarion scoff again affectionately as he cuts a thick slice for himself. Both are demolished in mere moments and you find yourself chuckling at him as he licks his hand like a cat. “Let me get that for you,” he says, glancing around before sinking to one knee, wincing as his rear thuds against the cabinet as he slouches down close enough to reach you. He grasps your chin gently and turns your face to the side, leaning in. He licks the sticky syrup off, tongue hot against your cheek. He licks across the corner of your lips and pauses. He pulls away a little, you look at him, breath caught in your throat. “May I kiss you?” He asks, voice quiet. You nod. His lips are soft but dry, and all you can smell is syrup and chamomile.

[rhiannonsknife]

— BUT I’M A CHEERLEADER MASTERLIST

— summary: nat falls in love with one of the cheerleaders. she's in denial about it.

— warnings: hopefully enough slow burn. lots of fluff & some nsfw content. mdni. strangers to friends to lovers. period typical homophobia.

PART 1 - you’re still getting over your past situationship when you meet nat.

PART 2 - your first date with nat takes an unexpected turn.

PART 3 - coming soon

PART 4 - coming soon

— masterlist

[livingdeadmlm]

Hello!! It’s been a while since I’ve sent anything in, but I’m back bc I’m doing a lot better mentally!

I was just wondering, do you still do Resident Evil requests? I wanted to send one in, but I’m not sure.

-🐉 anon

Omg welcome back!! I’m so glad you’re doing better! :3 and yes I am still taking requests for resident evil!! I always notice when people who interact with my blog kinda stop for a little and I always get a little worried but I don’t wanna be weird and like message them you know? 😭

[valtsv]

twelve pages and five point five thousand words later i have successfully completed [looks at writing plan] ONE out of five sections of this character study fic! for the love of god please help me

[impish-baby]

Hello! I've read your works, and I think they're so good! May I ask, what would you do with platonic yandere dragon siblings? (May it be from Wings of Fire? It's okay if it's generic dragons, though!)

- 🐉 Anon (that Anon isn't taken yet, right?)

P.S. Please have a lovely day, drink your water, and take a nap when you need one!

You're so sweet anon!! (And yes, that one is available!) I haven't read wings of fire, but I did try to get an idea of how the dragons work from the wiki (there's so much world building!! What a cool series) hopefully I got them at least a little similar ^^

Platonic yandere! Dragon sibling headcannons - 🔥����

🔥 - language barrier.. your sibling not really being able to communicate to you in a way you understand and you not being able to communicate with them. The one thing they do know is that they love you, and they'll try their best to show it

🌟 - sibling at least being able to show you things like how to play instruments! They take so much pride in showing you their craft, and no matter how good at it you are they act like you're the best they've seen

🔥 - they have to be very delicate not to hurt you! They're careful, treating you like glass as they nudge you around before draping a wing on top of you like a blanket. They'll try to rub their snout against you affectionately or wrap their tail around your middle too!

🌟 - riding on siblings back.. the wind running through your air as they soar! It's fun, if not scary at first, especially when you weren't exactly willing for a flight

🔥 - making sure you eat well, sharing whatever they're having with you, you're their beloved little sibling after all! If you seem to like something more than usual, you'll find a whole stockpile of it the next day

🌟 - their hoarde is now your hoarde anytime they see a trinket that makes them think of you it's added! Especially likes finding gems and stones that resemble your eyes