#*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon 🦖‧₊˚

[adelusionforyourthoughts]

chan comforts you after your break up (plus a little more)

tw: swearing, jealousy, being used, breaking up

an: two posts ? so close together? GASP! anyways i want to apologize to my dearest 🦖 anon. i’m so sorry, i genuinely had no energy for the past month and it made writing incredibly difficult. but i’m going to be on my a-game from now on (hopefully) and i do hope you in particular enjoy!

if you like what you see and want to read more, you can find other things that i’ve written here!

and as always, don’t be a stranger

[hyunsvngs]

piggybacking off of the last ask who said that jisung would take artistic nudes of his s/o:

jisung getting frustrated bc he's not getting the shots right so he huffs and says he's gonna be right back and he comes back with hyunjin so he can take the photos instead. like just imagine hyunjin walking in and immediately covering his eyes and being his dramatic little self but obviously he wants to help so he takes the photos and god i can't decide if i like the thought of him getting hard and getting all squirmy more or the thought of him getting into the photographer persona and being really professional about it

-🦖

oh i really REALLY love the idea of hyunjin being so professional about it.

imagining hyunjin walking in to jisung’s room and you’re there naked, and he puts his hands over his eyes!! he’s all “wah! hannie, what?!” and then when jisung explains he gets a bit more relaxed lol. he understands after all! it’s hard to get that good shot.

ughhh and what about his long long fingers tracing up your thigh… “open those legs for me? ah, yeah, angel. that’s so fuckin’ pretty.” he’d make you touch yourself too… or maybe he’d do it! maybe he wants to get a shot of fingers tweaking your nipples or you sucking his fingers into your mouth…

also… what about if he takes pictures of you and jisung Together? getting jisung to slide behind you with his chest to your back, fingering you open with those delightful ring clad fingers 😵‍💫 “does she look good, hyunjinnie? that pussy always looks so sexy spread open, doesn’t it?” PLEASE.

[wonryllis]

hruuuuu? any thoughts on soft wonnie with an s/o stressed out from loads of schoolwork plus having a toxic family???

-🦖

☆ HE'S MY SUN, HE MAKES ME SHINE. ( LIB? )

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would immediately notice it if you are not yourself. stressed, tensed, worried and troubled he'd know it without you having to utter a single word.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would give you a warm and comforting hug before anything, stroking your back and caressing your head telling you did a good job,"you did so good baby, i'm proud of you,"

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would let you cry into his shoulder and chest, letting your precious tears dampen his shirt for as long as you needed to be held and cherished. his own heart breaking at the sight of you hurting so much and not being able to take the pain away.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would wait for you to calm down completely before asking you if you wanted to talk about it,"do you want to talk about it? i can listen if you want me to," if you say yes he'd silently listen and if he thinks you want a practical response he will give you one otherwise he'd reassure you words of love and words of solace. and if you don't want to talk about it then he'd hold you close in an embrace and put you to sleep telling you not to worry about anything,"just sleep, pretty. i will take care of everything,"

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would help you with your work as much as he can, finishing it all for you if you allow him to of help you with everything if you insist you need to do it yourself.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON who does whatever you want him to, while making sure you are not being burdened in the slightest. if he can he wants to do everything for you not let you lift a finger, but he also wants to let you be independent and strong.

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON who is always there with his arms open for you, ready to make you feel home and feel wanted. to make you feel your importance and your weight presence,"you will always have me, right here,"

SOFT BOYFIE!JUNGWON would keep an eye on you for the next few weeks making sure to drown you in compliments and gifts and your favorite food and everything that bring you joy because your happiness matters the most to him.

notes. hope you liked it babes,,, this was so me (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) also yes im doing good hbu

[boygirl-club]

YUSUKE KITAGAWA GRAPHICS

requested by anon

free to use with credit

[faerieroyal]

Can I request a quick comfort blurb with Max Verstappen (or any of the F1 drivers)??

I’m just going through a lot recently and not in the best place emotionally that I would just love cuddles and comfort from my vroom vroom boys…

- 🦖

of course, anon, i would be more than happy to do that for you. i hope this comes in time to make you feel better, and please know that i am sending you all the cuddles and comfort along with maxy boy <3

( warnings: mentions of dehydration, mentions of food and eating )

. . . ✧ . . .

“schatje?”

the voice, familiar and concerned, comes from somewhere outside your safe cocoon of blankets. you don’t really respond, just let out a small whine and burrow deeper into the sheets - a childish move, maybe, but you aren’t in the right headspace to try and be mature right now.

“babe?” max speaks again, and you hear the slight creek of him sitting down on the end of the bed. “are you alright? do you feel sick?”

you really don’t want to answer him; you’re not really sure if you have the energy for it, upset and wrung-out as you feel right now. but he sounds so worried, so obviously wanting to know if you’re alright that it actually makes a few tears well along your lash line. so despite the effort it takes, you pry your mouth open and answer him, wincing internally at how crackly and broken your voice sounds due to all the crying you’ve done and how little water you’ve had today.

“not sick,” you rasp out, hoping your voice is loud enough for him to hear since you’re not sure you’d be able to speak much louder. “just don’t feel very good. last couple of days have sucked.”

there’s a moment of silence, and you’ve just started to worry that max hasn’t heard you after all when the bed creaks again and you can hear him moving further up the bed, until you can hear him stop right beside the lump of blankets that makes up you at the moment.

after another second, the blanket covering your face gets gently pulled away. you wince at the sudden light from the bedroom, but max only pulls it back enough to reveal his face, scrunched up in that way it always is when he’s worrying as he looks down at you with a concerned frown and soft eyes.

“i’m really sorry you’re not doing so well, schatje,” he says quietly, in such a genuine tone that you very nearly tear up again. “is there anything i do?”

“cuddles?” you nearly plead, wincing a bit again at how much like a begging child you sound. “i just… i just want you.”

your boyfriend nods, some of the worry on his face already giving way to determination - he’s always a lot calmer when he has something to do, a mission to complete, and he can focus completely on carrying it out. it’s one of the things you love most about him.

“okay,” he says decisively. “i’ll go get you some water first, and a snack - you should really have water if you’ve been crying, and even if you’re not hungry the food can be for later if you want it. and then when i get back we’ll cuddle for as long as you want, alright?”

you don’t have the energy to talk any more, but you do nod, hoping that one movement is able to translate just how grateful you are for this man, for your boyfriend who is so sweet despite what the media keeps making him out to be, who always takes care of you and would do anything for you.

max pauses to place a soft, warm kiss on your forehead before he gets up and leaves the bedroom, even being so considerate as to leave the door open so that you can hear him moving around the kitchen. and as you listen to the faucet running as he gets you your glass of water and the cupboard doors opening and closing, you’re reminded, as you so often are when max is around, that you have been so lucky as to date a man who absolutely adores you, who takes care of you and who loves you even on your worst days and who always looks at you like you’re the most amazing thing he’s ever seen, even puffy-eyed and ragged like you look now.

and as always when you’re reminded of this, you feel so amazingly, beautifully grateful for it.

. . . ✧ . . .

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[crushedsweets]

your clocky is like so pretty i love her. tall lanky women..ur designs are awesome in general tbh

-🦖 anon

She’s embarrassed .

[judeable-brainrot]

aftercare anon (can I be 🦖?)

still on the sweet vibe with either of them. they run you a hot shower, and get your body all rinsed but leave you alone to finish washing your hair. While you finish in the shower, they remake the bed (art sprays extra essential oils to make it smell like the nice hotel you stay at on your anniversary) and wait on you to get out of the shower. Neither bothers to redress, because the skin to skin contact when cuddling is all they need

UGHGHGHGHGHGUGUGHGHG you're mind 🦖 it makes me insane

Artrick boyfriends being so doting and sweet on youuuu after a particularly hot session together. Art will get up and go start the shower while Patrick kisses you down softly, hands slowly gliding over your sweaty and cum stained skin. "you did so good baby, so proud of you.." Art will come back in when the steam is starting to waft out of the curtain and he'll gently lift you into his arms and carry you into the bathroom. he'll sit you on the small bench in the shower and Patrick will join him shortly after, both grabbing the body wash and lathering their hands as they slowly and softly wash you off. once you feel confident in your ability to stand on your own, they back out and leave you to finish up on your own (but they leave the door cracked just in case..)

once you're done you walk out in your towel to see that they've remade the bed, put on the diffuser with your favorite scent, dimmed the lights, put on a movie and put out snacks. hell, even the fucking pillows have been fluffed back up. they both sit patiently together in the center of the bed, cuddled together, still naked. they perk up immediately when you enter, offering soft smiles and asking how your shower was. they part to leave an open space for you between their bodies, gently pulling the towel off and covering all of your legs with it, their arms surrounding your body as they snuggle in tightly. they add small kisses to your shoulders and neck, whispering how much they love you and how perfect you are.

[sea-lanterns]

does any animal like character (for example yae, lynette, ganyu) gets the zoomies?

-🦖

I don't mean this question to any specific thing, but in general. (tho it can be taken as if I asked this for the empress au)

Oh for sure!

Miko’s zoomies are really funny. If she’s in her human form, you could tell she’s energized by the way her tail fluffs up and her nails grip her forearm. She refuses to show her zoomies to you in her human form, but in her fox form she jumps all over the place, usually looking like a pink blur of fluff as she’s just too fast for you to keep up.

Lynette’s zoomies are playful. Her ears twitch a lot more when she’s feeling energized, and if you reach over to pet her she will nip you (affectionately). Lynette’s zoomies usually involve her crawling into your lap to gnaw on your hand, her little teeth nibbling on your fingers while nuzzling your palm <3

Ganyu doesn’t have zoomies, but sometimes when she’s feeling happy she starts skipping instead of walking.

Sucrose does have zoomies. Her zoomies involve her looking around a lot more and talking a bit more quickly. She stutters quite a bit because of this, so you can usually catch when she’s experiencing a zoomie based on how fast she’s talking.

[ddejavvu]

So... full confession mei

I walk around without a top and sometimes with or without panties. Just depends on my mood. (No one really comes over to even see, sometimes my friends do but at this point they're used to it)

I just can't help but think of Eddie getting really comfortable with the reader and just walks in their house uninvited. Luckily, or unluckily, he has never caught the reader fully stripped.

But that changes when he walks in and mindlessly goes into the kitchen to get a snack before bothering the reader in their room but stops when entering, all he sees is the reader eating something at the counter and just blurts, "Holy shit, you have nipple pierced!" Without even processing that the reader is just nude walking around the house.

-🦖

this post is 18+, minors dni.

Eddie's not sure he's ever come to a full stop faster than he does now. His sneakers squeak on the tile of the kitchen and his eyes grow wide, hair ruffled around his shoulders as if it was trying to keep going without him. His mouth drops open and his shout makes your head snap up from where you're leaning against the counter, munching on a graham cracker, "Holy shit, you pierced your nips!"

Your stomach caves in out of panic and you fumble the cracker, hearing it snap in two as it hits the floor. Your hands, dusted with crumbs, fly over your chest, then drop to your waist, then cover both sensitive areas as best as possible.

"Eddie!" You shriek, "What are you doing here?"

"I was coming to get food," He laughs incredulously, "Why are you naked? And- and your nipples! They're pierced!"

"Don't- Don't look at them!" You urge, fire hotter than hell blazing at your cheeks as you try blocking your best friend's view of your chest, "I was just having a snack."

His smirk widens, but you're backed up as far as you can go against the counters as he drops to his knees. He grabs the cracker that's laying over one of your feet, slowly rising to his full height and keeping the limited space between you. He holds eye contact with you as he sheds his jean vest, leather jacket still on underneath. He holds it out to you, "For your modesty, Y/N."

"Turn... Turn around." You mutter, eyes wide. Your voice barely works, the fire that's searing at your cheeks searing just below your belly as well, burning away the moisture of your throat and leaving your voice gruff.

"You turn around," Eddie grins, already glancing at the curve of your ass that he can see by leaning to the side, "There's a reason I didn't offer up my jeans, sweetheart."

[hyunsvngs]

i keep thinking about chan getting cute aggression. you're just going about your day but to chan you look so adorable he just wants to squish you, so he does. he walks over and just wraps his arms around you and squeezes. with how strong he is, it gets hard to breath pretty fast but goddamn you'd never tell him to let go. sure, you might get a few bruises from time to time but there's no place you'd rather be.

also could i be 🦖 anon? ^^

i think chan, changbin and felix are ones who would get EXTREME cuteness aggression. grabbing ur legs or grabbing ur waist just to knead the flesh and scream over how cute u are. and chan and felix grab u HARD too and just squeal (i think bini would be softer) like YHEYRE SO CUTE

[obscure-nonhumancultureis]

Obscure otherkin culture is forgetting that you, in fact, do not glow and are not physically a burning ball of gas.

— 🦋🐾🦖🐏🦝🌌

Obscure otherkin culture is

[quinloki]

I can just imagine Rayleigh in this lol

Rayleigh would rock that! \o/

But Also I saw this not too long ago and literally GASPED when I saw you sent this in an ask

I fucking LOVE the internet.

[star-xxx1]

I read it is is a dark blog and I am in love with dark stuff. If it is okay, I would love to request Dark! Agatha and reader based in this concept ‘For Agatha, you are the love of her life. For you, she was the person who kidnapped you’

Can I be 🦖 anon?

Lucid Dreams

Dark! Agatha harkness x fem! reader

Warnings: Manipulation, magic use, being held against will? fingering, clit simulation, nicknames, abit of praise kink.

A/n: She's abit dark? I switched round the concept, abit i hope you don't mind, sorry this took so long for me to reply <3 and yeah ofc you can be 🦖 anon!

You lie next to your wife, tossing and turning, unable to shake the feeling that something is not quite right. The silence of the night weighs heavily on you, and your thoughts race through your mind, searching for answers to the uneasiness that is gnawing at you. You turn and shift, trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing seems to help. Every little noise or rustle sends your heart thumping, and you feel yourself growing more and more anxious with each passing moment. You try to convince yourself that everything is alright, that you're just being overly sensitive, but the feeling of unease persists. Finally, you give up, and get up, making your way to the kitchen to get a glass of water, hoping that the change in scenery might help calm your nerves. You sip the water, trying to focus your thoughts, but still, the nagging feeling remains. Finally, you decide to go back to bed, hoping that sleep will help you shake off the feeling, but as you walk back to the bedroom, a thought occurs to you: what if this feeling is an omen, a warning of some sort, something that you cannot ignore? You pause for a moment, considering the possibility, before eventually dismissing the thought, telling yourself that you're just being overly dramatic and that there's nothing to worry about. Despite your efforts to reassure yourself, however, the sense of unease persists, haunting you even as you drift into a fitful sleep, your dreams overshadowed by the feeling that something is amiss.

You dream that you are lying asleep, completely paralyzed, and unable to move. Suddenly, you find yourself standing in a vast expanse of darkness, the only light coming from a glowing beacon above you. As you stare at the beacon, a godly figure begins to emerge, a shadowy silhouette slowly taking form. As the figure draws closer, you recognize it as yourself, only older, and wiser, and more powerful.

"Greetings, my friend," the older you said, her voice strong and commanding but calming, smooth like silk. "You have been chosen to receive guidance from one of the many versions of yourself in the multiverse. Listen well, my friend, as what I have to tell you is of the utmost importance."

With a snap of her fingers, the darkness dissipates, and you find yourself in a spacious library, filled with books and scrolls and all manner of knowledge, however you can't move. The older you educated you about the knowledge and history of the multiverse, the words spilling from her plump lips like a waterfall.

"What you seek is on the very fringes of the multiverse, beyond what you can comprehend," says the older you. "Agatha, the woman you love, has evil intentions. For Agatha you are the love of her life, but also her captive, For you she is also the love of your life but also your kidnaper. You have been blined by a powerful spell."

"She seeks to harness the power of the multiverse for her own ends, to take control and Manipulate everything to her liking, wherever you go you won't find the hex walls because you're constantly in it. She will stop at nothing to achieve her goal. You must stop her, my friend, before she brings about the end of all freedom."

And with that, the elder you disappear, leaving you standing alone in the library, the weight of her words weighing heavily on your shoulders.

You wake up, your heart pounding, your mind racing. The dream feels so real, so vivid, that you wonder if it could have been more than just a dream. And then you remember Agatha, your wife, lying peaceful and beautiful next to you, and you wonder if this is just another manifestation of your endless anxiety, or if there is something deeper and more sinister at play.

Your breath escape your mouth shallow and panicked, Aggie starts to stir eventually she turns to look at you, a swish of the hand turning on the bedside lamp. Her face is filled with concern, and you try to speak, to tell her about the visions you've just experienced, but the words catch in your throat, and you find yourself gasping for air. "What's wrong, my love?" Agatha asks, her voice filled with worry. You struggle to form the words, the dream still fresh in your mind, and finally, you manage to choke out, "Agatha, I had the strangest dream. It was like I was in a different universe, and a version of myself was telling me that you had evil intentions and you kidnapped me and you were manipulating me. And I couldn't move, Agatha, I was frozen." You rush out. Agatha's face falls, her expression becoming grim as she listens to your words. Finally, she speaks, her voice full of seriousness.

"That's just a stupid dream." She says abruptly and coldly. You stare at her, not knowing how to respond. Her face softens, and she pulls your distressed form into her, holding you tight. "Sorry baby, I just - you know my past with magic." She looked down at you with loving eyes. She placed a warm kiss on your forehead. Agatha can still tell that you're unsettled.

You felt Agatha's soft fingertips rest on your forehead, and immediately, a strange sensation washed over you. You felt tired and heavy, and before you knew it, your vision was filled with a swirling tunnel of purple light. The light got brighter and brighter until your eyes shut tightly, and you fell into a deep sleep. When you woke up, you felt disoriented and confused. You glanced at the clock and saw that it was now 2:00am. "Aggie, why am I up so late?" you asked, rubbing your eyes.

Agatha eyes were fixed on you. She looked concerned, but she also had a strange aura about her, as if she was hiding something from you. You looked at her, confused and conflicted. You trusted Agatha implicitly, and you knew that she would never do anything to hurt you.

You lay back down, still feeling dazed and confused. You closed your eyes and tried to focus on your breathing, hoping that sleep would come soon. But you couldn't.

"Aggie, I can't sleep." You whispered out.

"Let me help you, baby." She whispered into your ear, nibbling away at it.

The witches hand trailed down your stomach and into your panties. She kissed lovingly away at your neck as you squirmed at the electric touch. Her fingers find your sensitive clit slowly teasing the tender peral, her fingers gentle but insistent. You arch your back and cry out in pleasure.

"Shit." You gasped. She chuckled against your neck, her mouth working on the tender flesh, leaving deep red marks in the wake.

"Come on, doll, make those pretty like noise for me." Agatha's fingers rub harder against your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body as she feels you getting closer. "That's it, baby." Your moans now tumbled from your lips. Her fingers danced over the sensitive nub, teasing and taunting you. She leans in closer, her body flush against yours as she continues to torment your needy flesh, moving faster, driving you closer to the edge. Her free hand finds its way between your legs, sliding two fingers deep inside you, stretching you further as she teases your clit. Your body tenses and shudders under Agatha's ministrations as she brings you to climax. she can't help but revel in the power she holds over you.

Cumming hard, your pussy pulsing around Agatha's fingers as your juices coat her hand in a warm, sticky mess. Your body shook aggressively with pleasure, calling out her name as she helped you ride out your high. Her hands remereged from your panties. Licking them clean, moaning at the delightful tase of your essence. Gently stroking your hair, her eyes looked at you filled with affection and desire. She moved your limp body against her, your face pushed into her breasts, your favourite place, and wrapped her arms tightly around you.

"You did so well." She praised, kissing your lips in the most sweet, gentle manner and you smiled to yourself, eyelids falling heavy. You soon fell asleep in the arms of your lover, secure and happy. And as you do, Agatha's mind races with thoughts of betrayal. She feels no guilt or remorse for what she has done

Stripping you of your agency and replacing your memories with a false reality. She doesn't care about the ethics or morality of her actions, only the result: to keep you safe and by her side, no matter what. In the darkness of the night, Agatha's face is filled not with joy but with a twisted sense of determination. She is willing to cross any line, to do whatever it takes, to keep you by her side. You are hers, now and always, and she will do anything to keep you from leaving. Whatever was in that 'dream' was a threat to this false world, and she was going to find it and destroy it. What can she say? Wanda did teach her well about the mutliverse.

[spirit-lanterns]

wait hold on

who is the bunny girls' boss?

who owns the casino?

is it you?

is it an aeon?

or is it's just three of the shorter women in a trenchcoat?

-🦖

I may have missed something...

AHA YES. I OWN THE CASINO.

No, I’m just kidding. I actually have plans to make the Bunnies’ Boss an original character of mine. I’m not really sure what I’m going for, but the Boss of the casino is just an older, mature woman because that’s hot.

[boygirl-club]

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𓎟𓎟　💎 ﹒Sylveon Graphics﹒

🔥﹒ For Anon , F2U w/ Credits , made by Elros && Pyro

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[the-duchess-of-domination]

im a big guy so people think i can just abt anything, but in truth i have a very sensitive stomach and every time i finish eating i always get a really bad tummy ache.

(also can i be 🦖anon?)

welcome 🦖 anon!! it’s great to have you here!

also…do tell ;) we’d love to hear about it!!

big guys are my FAVORITE. i love that people often assume big guys can eat a lot, which just isn’t always the case. there is nothing cuter to me than a guy so big and strong being reduced to a whimpering mess when his tummy hurts 💕

also, having a “weak stomach” as a big guy…

😍