#((thank you for sending an ask ♥))

[hwaflms]

i'm ngl i was reading happy now but fell asleep midway and had the craziest dream abt jaehyun (...pornstar!jh don't ask, but your thoughts are very welcome, if you'd so graciously provide them 🙏), thank you for this blessing of a fic, i'm gonna go back to finishing it :3

UR SO SWEET??? thank you sm i hope you enjoyed it :(

and omg anon ur on to smth with pornstar!jae i NEED to hear abt ur dream hold on……..,

im thinking about pornstar!jae who knows he’s got a huge cock and acts like it too. no one has ever made a single complaint about working with him because he’s just too good at what he does; he knows just how to use his mouth, knows all the right dirty little things to whisper in her ear, never cums first.

pornstar!jae who catches you watching his latest, and is surprised that innocent little you seems to be enjoying watching him fuck a woman senseless on a kitchen counter, blushing as you keep your volume low at sounds of their pleasure.

pornstar!jae who jerked off to the thought for the first time in a long while, picturing your hand stuffed in your panties while you touched yourself to him, wishing it was you underneath him instead. being the little shit he is, he makes a number of allusions to the incident, driving you mad because you’re not sure whether he knows or not.

pornstar!jae who finally confesses he wants to fuck you in the most casual manner, stroking your bright red cheek with a thumb slowly. you can only imagine his surprise when you shyly ask whether you can make a lil movie out of it, all his thoughts shooting straight down to his cock.

pornstar!jae who has you bent over his balcony railing, drilling into you long and hard, a hand slapped over your mouth to not wake the neighbours. he has your dress bunched up over your breasts, watching them jiggle with each hard thrust, positioning you so you’re facing the lens of the camera. he gives you exactly what you wanted and more, and with each coo of “dirty girl” and each slip of his fingers into your mouth, your moans sound even more pornographic than those of the women he fucked on screen. you’ve already come all over his mouth, but he’s absolutely relentless as he slips a hand around you to rub fast circles on to your throbbing clit.

pornstar!jae who downloads and saves the video on to his ‘favourites’ album, knowing that would be the only thing he’d watch for the next couple months. he knows it would do numbers if he posted it but he wants it to be ‘his special lil secret’, even thought you both know there would be more to come.

[lexiluxray]

your rendition of sycamore is scrumptious, I eat it up every time

Fhfhfhf thaaaanksss I hope I'll keep feeding you well 🧡🧡🧡

As I'm not immune to compliment on my artstyle on a character I adore, I feel the absolute need to draw said character MORE each time I'll receive an ask about it u_u

[oc-center]

Welcome to OC-Center's BIRTHDAY PARTY! 🎉

One year of sharing people's OCs to give them visibility, one year of a growing community, one year down with many to go ♥ Below I will share the OC-Center Wrapped, to see everything about this year in stats! 🙌

In the meantime, what better way to celebrate than showing off your own OC in this big party photo?

All your OCs are cordially invited to join in the festivities - add them to the picture in a reblog with a short tidbit introducing them to everyone; that's the best way to make friends at a party!

Will you accept OC-Center's invitation? 🥳

OC-Center Wrapped:

Anniversary: 11th of December Posts: 3,331 Followers: 866 'Needs Love' (posts with 10 notes or below): 41 Most popular original post: Bubble Web post

Number of OCs shared: 3233 'humanoid' OCs: 2261 'anthro' OCs: 646 'creature' OCs: 403 Submissions shared: 226

What a wonderful year! Thank you everyone, and here's to the next one ♥

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[runningthroughlanoche]

~If you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog!~

Hey!

Hmmm...

I can sing and I'm pretty good at learning songs in languages I don't speak

I have a very inconsisent on-again-off-again relationship with painting

I (and my partner) name things all the time and personify them. For example, we just got a new plant and I named her Pepita, we have two (probably?) imaginary house ghosts named Jerome and Marvin, and two of my favorite sweaters are little old ladies named Edna and Gertrude

[thesam-manselfshippingblog]

🎬 and 🃏 Pico

🃏 - if you and your f/o were to be snowed in for several days with no power, what would you two do to keep away boredom?

🎬 - is there a go to movie that you and your f/o watch on a movie night? do they have a favorite? who picks the movies?

Pico would probably pick out a few games or things to play, but spend most of his time cuddled up to me saying it’s ’too Cold’ when he just wants to cuddle :3

and I’m usually the one who chooses the movies, but we’ve mostly been watching things like Barbie, wreck it Ralph, and the occasional documentary. I don’t think he rlly pays attention tho <3

[capn-twitchery]

i lost track when my body attacked me last night--if you reblogged an ask meme last night & didn't get an ask from me, like/reply to this post & i'll send you one >:3

[secretscones]

Ask Game: List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers :)

Hm, there are a few things here and there i really enjoy indeed i think, so here we go.

🎶Music

🎮Gaming

🌧Rain

🍂Fall/Winter

🧁Cooking/Baking

[crystalmarred]

"Hey!" Tykha's been leaning against the tree for some time now, eyebrow raised. When the set of purple eyes shielded under glasses shifts to his teals, he smiles. "Your shooting is immaculate. You ever tried doing Flamethrower?"

UNPROMPTED ⇢ @diademreigned

T'was not a surprise for someone to call out to him. Koana had long gotten used to it, given the title bestowed upon him by being the second child of the Dawnservant. That it was one of the Warriors of Light that did so was also not a surprise, but the question certainly proved odd enough to disarm him, widen his eyes as a brief confusion set in.

"Flamethrower?"

He repeated the word as if it was entirely foreign, his confusion audible as he continued, "I... have not..."

Koana had learned how to shoot after being introduced to the technology when he was in Sharalayan, but had never attempted to use it as a flamethrower, though he'd heard that it was possible among Ishgardian machinists.

"It did not occur to me to try, truthfully, though my musketoon should theoretically have the function, if provided with a sufficient quantity of aether—"

[viitlumi]

❝ flowers are so overrated. they're bright, gaudy, and almost never make good poisons. ❞ // to whomever wants to come forth c: //

The meadow bloomed as if each petal was a bright memory. The bees flocked to the wildflowers that nature had planted for them. They buzzed around the chorus of blossoms, the accord of the wild in these sun-filled moments. Summer was most definitely a nourishing season on Paradis.

 In the golden hush of dawn, where the sky blushed with the first whispers of daylight, Solveig and Hilda found themselves amidst a sea of blossoms. The field stretched endlessly, a vibrant tapestry woven with fragrant flowers and herbs, each petal and leaf glistening with morning dew. The sisters, bound by blood and tradition, moved with a quiet ease, their bond evident in the synchronized rhythm of their work, their sickles—crafted for the impending autumn harvest—gleaming like silver crescents against the soft light. Beside them, Lyanna—a newfound companion whose acquaintance was as fresh as the morning. Though they scarcely knew her, Solveig had felt an intrinsic pull, a whisper from the heart urging her to embrace this stranger and the shared experience of womanhood. Together, the three females gathered nature's treasures, each cut and snip a testament to their unity and strength. It was in this shared labor, beneath the ever-brightening sky, that they wove bonds as delicate yet enduring as the flowers they collected, finding kinship and beauty in the simple act of harvesting life from the earth. Lyanna, the young woman they had recently met, paused and looked around. With a wry smile, she remarked, “Flowers are so overrated. They’re bright, gaudy, and almost never make good poisons.” She didn't appear too enthused to be in this environment, leaving Solveig with a bewildered frown on her pale features. Solveig, her hands gently placing a vibrant flower into her basket, turned to Lyanna with a thoughtful scowl. “Even the prettiest flower shouldn’t be mistaken only for its beauty,” she began, her voice soft but firm. “A flower can be so beautiful, but it can also harbor many dangers.”

She picked a foxglove from her basket, its purple bells hanging delicately from the stem like tiny, enchanted lanterns. “Take foxglove, for instance. In small doses, it can be used to treat heart conditions, mending broken rhythms with its potent touch. But too much, and it becomes a deadly poison, almost instant death. Yet, even this poisonous flower is essential for medicine when respected and understood.”

Moving through the field, advicing Lyanna to follow her, she knelt by another plant, its dark berries gleaming ominously in the morning light. “This is belladonna,” she continued, “used in tiny amounts to relieve muscle spasms, to soothe and heal. My people even use it to widen their pupils by injecting the juiced directly into their eyes, as it helps them to see better while hunting in the night. But its berries can be fatal to those who consume them.” Solveig met her blue gaze towards Lyanna again, her eyes meeting hers, imparting the gravity of her words. “Some plants can be easily confused, like wild parsnip and hemlock, each a doppelgänger to the other, one life-giving, the other life-taking. And the typical bitter taste of a plant can be easily masked, cloaked in honeyed deceit, making them even more dangerous. Remember, the dose makes the poison.”

As the three women continued their gathering, the field became more than a simple meadow. It was a place of learning and connection, a classroom of the earth where each flower told a story, whispered secrets, and taught lessons of balance and respect. “What you have to get out of the habit of thinking is not to discount the lethality of beauty. It's the way with plants, just like with people. What would be the fun in desiring it instantaneously and without delay?” Solveig chuckled somewhat wryly towards Lyanna before she resumed her work. Each bloom was a dual symbol of life and death, of beauty and peril, a reminder of nature’s intricate dance and the essential role of even the most dangerous flowers in healing and medicine.

[naturesbeat]

Things said in an adventuring party // ACCEPTING » @crystalmarred ( Tataru ) said: ‘ not to brag, but at least six men have described me as ‘terrifying’. ’ (Tataru to Eydis, two of them are Estinien and Alphinaud asdkfjhsalk—)

HER ANSWERING GRIN MATCHED Tataru's mischief, a flash of fangs and a bark of laughter. "You should brag," Eydis countered, crossing her arms leisurely across her chest. "I am not sure they would say the same of me."

"In fact, it makes me wonder why I am even here, when you can keep them all in line."

[berylcluster]

Clark & Bruce baby 😤

⊰ SEND ME 'IF THEY HAD A KID' AND I'LL CREATE ONE ⊱

CLARK & BRUCE 

Name: Theodore “Theo” Wayne-Kent 

Gender: Cis Male 

General appearance: Curse (or Bless) those Kryptonian genes! Dark feathery hair, short and cropped like his father’s, never a hair out of its proper place. Cutting blues, light and almost cat-like, with a face that could make the cover of magazines. If you thought Bruce and Clark were beautiful men, this kid has got them beat. It’s a low effort beauty, blemish free skin, and the most charming smile. Even as a kid he was so handsome, loved getting his photo taken.  

Personality: Handsome as the devil and twice as pretty, Theo finds himself a smoldering ember in terms of personality. He’s not necessarily good or bad, he’s a middle, moral grey. While Bruce played the part of playboy billionaire, Theo lives that life, he’s always having parties or partying, hooking up with strangers and enjoying not being with his family. He loves his freedom and the perks that come with being the prince of Gotham (in his mind).  

Special talents: Theo excelled at archery and marksmanship with guns, having been taught as a boy by all the superheroes on his lunchbox (and Jason), but he found more of the attention he wanted by being “normal” and becoming a debutant.  

Who they like better: Clark

Who they take after more: Bruce 

Personal headcanon: He gets kidnapped a lot because of his status and extravagant nature, but since he has no superhero persona, he just wants to live that citizen life. It’s literally a normal thing for him, he just asks for his phone or something to do while he waits for rescue.  

Face Claim: Thomas Doherty  

[reginrokkr]

𖧷 @jueying asked: 5-7!

5. What is your muse's ideal first date?

More than having an ideal first date in mind with details, there are characteristics that she would like them to happen in one. The first being that this is someone who she actually likes and that isn't a chosen suitor for her. If anything because given the relevance she has in the society in Jinzhou, it'd be hard not to think that people have some levels of expectations on her and that certain people wouldn't have already started to look suitors for her upon being of age. So long as it is someone who she likes and somewhere where they both want and where they can be alone, the rest will only add because Jinhsi isn't particularly picky, all things considered —and sadly she hasn't a formed opinion due to her lack of experience in the field—.

6. Would your muse kiss on the first date?

99% no. The first reason being that said date might be with a chosen suitor as I explained before. There are also chances that if this were with someone she likes, that the first date is just another extension of the two of them knowing better one another, but if it were to be the case that it is with someone that she has known for a long while and due to circumstances of life they decide to date formally, that might result into a perhaps. Perhaps because she's a shy bean, so the most she would dare is to give a kiss on the cheek. However, as long as they're taking care of where they are and if there are people around them, she'd be open for a genuine first kiss with the person she likes if they happen to have the initiative.

7. Where is your muse most sensitive?

The scales. Not because the scales are sensitive per se, but because of the skin beneath them and because she actually has a sensation where they are —unless she's been long enough with them without ever going away that she's grown used to them / numb to the feeling they give her—. Besides the protective factor they hold, they also appear based on her emotions. In this case particularly is when she feels the most sensitive, wherever they appear. Furthermore, if her special person were to touch them, that would have some intimate component.

Romance & relationship headcanons → Accepting!

[saiakv]

Admit it. You secretly find Toji a little hot

Toji Fushiguro. The sorcerer killer. The man without an ounce of cursed energy in his system that somehow managed to leave an indellible stain in jujutsu society through sheer spite alone. He who made the limitless man reach limits.

'I killed Satoru Gojo.'

'You lost to a monkey like me...'

'You should thank your parents...'

Words from a distant dream surging through a tortured mind; for as much horror as Suguru has witnessed in his short life, the taste that man had left behind was something entirely different. Unprecedented. Scarring.

Toji Fushiguro.

Suguru will never forget the look on that man's face. He will never forget the complacency in his voice, the crazy gleam in his eye, his grating laugh, the way he walked with his chest protruding like a boasting gorilla — even the stench of his tainted blood would never leave his system. No matter how much time he added to his shower, he could never scrub himself clean of that man's touch; and in that way, he knew, he had been infected.

Upon the merest mention of that name, his nerves catch fire — a hand manifests a trap-curse out of thin air, capturing the prying stranger in an infinite loop of falling into a deep hole beneath their feet. And once more he feels his heart flutter, the curses consumed overtime brimming up his mouth — charring his throat, in a way that makes him feel as though if he were to try and speak, every single wretch he has forced down his gullet would come bursting out.

But then, there's that other part of him. The rational part that whispers behind that overwhelm of emotion; there's only so few people who should be aware that this abomination of a man had once existed in their world. So how did this one know him? And moreso than that, why had they come to mock him with his cursed existence?

Suguru's brows connect with thinly held rage; and though his cadence comes out low and tempered, the vein bulging near his temple betrays him.

❝ How do you know this man? Who sent you? ❞

[whirling-fangs]

3 A, give him a knife!!

I’m so f&@#ing done expression meme

oh my god why does he have a knife

[choyling]

Hello! Hello! I am here wishing you a happy day/night!!! (I also know that as a stranger my words may be weird BUT- I am so proud of you and your achievements!!!)

!! oh gosh thank you so much this is so sweet and heartwarming to receive!! and I hope you are having a wonderful day/night as well!!

[uncxntrxllable]

@herbalwarlock sent:

🐉 DRAGON — what is your oc's favorite mythical creature? ( for charlie? )

Werewolf, like just immediately that is where my mind went... I'd say shapeshifters in general, but if I had to be super specific I would have to say werewolf. Werewolves are very fascinating, and it's even more interesting when the human part is this sweet person but then their "animal" part is just, monster. Very fun, very mysterious, very amazing, she loves it, she wants to see that shit. She wants to hear all about it. Werewolves are fun.