#.•⇔🌑requests🌑⇔•.

[creatureofthe-creek]

hey dude, your moodboards are groovy af! Can I please have a bkack German shepherd moodboard with some dark forests ? Thank you lad! - 📼

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[your-fave-is-being-blended]

what if you blended the colours of the sky?

The Colors of the Sky are being blended!

Which one is your favorite?

[fastboatsmojito]

Deleted the ask on accident sorry LMFOA

I actually reblogged a post by someone else with a similar request a few days ago, I just reblogged it again if u want to check that one out 🫶🏼 but I took a different approach with it and threw in a little ongoing slow burn/very light angst in the beginning <3 enjoy

|wc: 1.6k ish oops

Also influenced by ‘I can see you’ by TS

18+ Smut btc !!!!

You knew when the hand on your waist trying to ‘move past you’ lingered a little too long that it was going to be a long day.

He’d been doing things like that all week — steadying your shaky hands with his own while you were trying to concentrate, praising your work more than anyone else, you couldn’t get away from him.

It was hard enough just working for someone so distracting. You could hardly stop yourself from drooling the first time you saw him, briefly introducing yourself and trying not to let your eyes pause over the tattooed forearms he was using to throw bags of flour around like nothing.

Now it was even worse. You couldn’t tell if the lingering touches and stares were on purpose or if it was just in your head. For a while you tried to ignore it; he was your boss after all and you didn’t want to lose your job. Regardless of how hard you tried you couldn’t get him out of your head.

You tried not to talk to him most of the day unless you had to. It’s late, you got caught up in trying to perfect the latest dish and by the time you looked up to grab something from the walk-in almost everyone else was gone. Except Luca. Of course.

His back to you, flour covered apron still on as he was just starting to clean up. You sighed and walked to the walk-in. At least he was leaving soon.

To your dismay you needed something from the tallest shelf, practically the only one you couldn’t reach. You only had a few options; leave it and deal with it tomorrow, ask him for help, or try to reach it yourself.

So like any sane person would, you decided to climb the shelves. You cautiously made your way up and you were just about to reach for it when you heard someone come in.

Shit.

“Need some help?” He was standing directly behind you grinning, open hands ready and willing when you looked down at him.

“Think I’ve got it actually.”

He rolled his eyes at you.

“Clearly.”

You were reaching as far as you could but you just couldn’t grab it from this angle. You tried to climb back down but your apron got caught on something, you let out a gasp as you almost fell. Suddenly Luca’s hands were on your waist, helping you steady yourself to get down.

He grabbed what you needed and kept it in his hands as he looked at you like a disappointed teacher. You were avoiding eye contact, the long gone warm hands gripping your waist still burning into your skin.

“What’s going on with you, chef?”

He didn’t sound as pissed as you thought he would, worry in his tone.

“Nothing- I think I’m just tired. I should go.”

He was getting closer to you, not stopping until your back was almost right against the shelves. You had to look at him now.

“I know It’s not that. Talk to me, please. Did I do something wrong?”

He sounded hurt and you said no a little too quickly. His expression changed, he was looking for clues in your own.

“You didn’t do anything wrong I just-“ You paused, thinking about how to tell the man towering over you that he was so hot it was distracting and you just didn’t want it to be weird for him.

“-I just don’t want to make it weird. I really like working with you. Here, I mean. It’s nice.”

Without thinking, your eyes drifted to his arms when you said it. They were occupied holding the box of something you couldn’t care less about anymore. He put the box down then, moving even closer to you if that was possible.

“Make it weird? What d’you mean?”

He folded his arms. God. Was he flexing? When you looked back up he was smiling, curiously awaiting your answer. Your face warmed under his gaze even with the cold.

You shook your head.

“I don’t- I don’t know.”

You were stuttering under him. The musky scent of his cologne filling your nose while you tried to control thoughts you of him turning you around and seeing if the walk-in really was sound-proof.

He uncrossed his arms, moving so they were both situated beside either side of your head. Faces so close you had nowhere else to look. Your breath was shaky, you were clearly cold but the warmth emulating from his body and your own kept it from bothering you too much.

“You look like you want something, chef. Why don’t you just ask for it?”

You thought he was about to kiss you then, warm heat pooling between your legs. It was obvious he knew how flustered he was making you. Instead he simply handed the box to you and walked out.

What the fuck.

You walked out, sat the box down and tried to get back to work. He went right back to cleaning like nothing happened. You couldn’t concentrate anymore, choosing to go splash some cold water on yourself.

You got a look at your disheveled reflection in the mirror, apron and shirt wrinkled from his hands, flushed face. The cold water didn’t do much but you were determined to finish the dish.

You went back to your station just as Luca was taking off his apron, his shirt lifted just for a second and you almost groaned seeing a peek of his abs. He saw you stop to look at him, grinning when he saw you close your legs together just a bit more.

You brushed it off, he was about to leave. You could do this. Focusing on the steady movement of your knife, getting into a nice rhythm with the different elements of your dish, you were finally satisfied with it.

“Precise cuts, clean plate, incredible work, chef.”

You jumped. He was leaning on the counter right next to you, you couldn’t remember seeing him walk over to you.

“I- thank you, chef.”

You smiled quickly at him, bringing your eyes back to the dish.

“You’re a great learner you know. Patient, attentive, determined, you might be my best worker.”

You raised an eyebrow at that, looking back at him.

“Might be?”

He laughed softly and shrugged.

“No, you definitely are.”

You grinned and looked back down. Well, tried to. One of his hands came up to grab your chin, keeping your eyes on his as he moved closer to you.

“Tell me what you want.”

For the second time tonight he was so close you could smell his musky cologne mixed with the sweet-bready smell of the restaurant. It was intoxicating. You leaned into his hand, his thumb stroking just above your jaw.

Fuck it.

“I want you.”

He looked at you for a second before moving both of his hands to your waist and placing you on the counter, standing between you. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him in to kiss you. You were intense, hands running over his chest and into his hair as you opened your mouth slightly to let his tongue in. He was calmer, rough hands steady and slow.

He pulled away to kiss down your neck, taking your apron off. You moaned softly when he nibbled at the skin above your collar bone, leaving open mouthed kisses to soothe the sting.

You moved your hands under his shirt, he pulled away to take it off as you did the same.

Fuck me.

He was even hotter like this, messy hair and quick breaths, you were making work even harder for yourself but you didn’t care. He was focusing again on your neck and chest as you were unbuttoning your pants, then you caught a glimpse of the clock.

“Shit, openers will be here in like an hour.”

He looked up at you, lifting you up a bit to help you push your pants off.

“Yeah, we won’t need that long.”

You pulled him into you to grind your clothed core over his achingly hard dick. You were moaning into each other’s mouths when he grabbed your hips and moved one of his hands down to touch you through the soaked fabric.

“Damn who made you this wet, chef?”

Your mouth was open, eyebrows knitting together as he brought his fingers up to your clit.

“Fuck- don’t call me that right now or I’ll-“

You interrupted yourself with a moan as he pulled your underwear to the side to glide his fingers up and down you, juices dripping out of you covering his fingers.

“You’ll what? Get worked up thinking about me all day?”

You nodded your head, words getting stuck in the back of your throat.

“And what if I want that?”

You were trying to answer him, you really were. You wanted to tell him how cocky he was being, but you were too focused on his hands.

One on your waist keeping you steady while two fingers on the other were teasing you, going up to rub your clit just too lightly and then back down to your entrance and staying there.

You were moaning into his mouth again.

“Luca- please.”

He was enamored with you, looking everywhere you’d let him as your pretty sounds filled his ears. He chuckled as you grabbed his wrist, finally pushing a finger into you.

He started slow, curling his finger up and dragging it all the way out and then back in while you tried, and struggled, to keep kissing him.

“Tha’s it. Take it, just like that.”

He added another finger, speeding up a bit and moving his thumb to rub at your needy clit. You were close already and he could tell, moving his thick fingers faster.

“C’mon I can feel you squeezing my fingers, let go for me.”

“Gonna be thinking about this pussy all night.”

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GOD

[citizenoftmrrwlnd]

fashion for : the fear of the hunted/prey (conceptkin; the magnus archives) in a masc style with practical but aesthetically pleasing clothes featuring browns and reds requested by 🐺🌑anon

bag | rings | jacket | shirt pants | bandanas | shoes | gloves [patch 1, patch 2, patch 3]

[elliewilliamsfavhoe]

Florist!Abby headcannons

A/n: sorry I haven't posted anything!! I have finals and i haven't had time to work on anything so here is something cute and quick in the meantime<3 also send requests for headcannons, fics ect!!!

Cw: modern au obvi, very fluffy, Abby is kinda a loser dork but it's cute, abby getting hurt (from rose throns) Nora is Abby's wing woman, marriage, slight nsfw, a little sad at the end but like sappy sad, mentions of passing.

Florist!Abby Who met you when you came in with your friend to order flowers for her wedding

Florist!Abby Who thought you were prettier that any flower in the store

Florist!Abby Who made sure to take extra food care of you two while you were in the store

Florist!Abby who thought of you when she went home that night

Florist!Abby who couldn't wait until the day you had to pick up the flowers

Florist!Abby who was ecstatic when you came in for pickup and handed her a wedding invitation from your friend.

Florist!Abby who usually got invited to 5 weddings a week from customers trying to be polite but never would go.

Florist!Abby who couldn't care less that it was just a courtesy invite since she was so excited to see you again.

Florist!Abby who saw you in the prettiest bridesmaids dress and nearly fainted

Florist!Abby who worked up the courage halfway through the wedding party to talk to you

Florist!Abby who couldn't believe it when you started flirting with her

Florist!Abby who not so smoothly gave you her number just in case you ever needed to 'order some flowers for an event'

Florist!Abby who was stunned when you texted her only a day after the wedding asking to get some coffee sometime

Florist!Abby who forced Nora to choose a cute outfit for your date.

Bff!Nora who was so confused on why Abby cared so much because she thought every short was the same.

Florist!Abby who fell head over heels for you the second she started talking to you.

Florist!Abby who after 2 months of going on dates every weekend bought you your favorite coffee and made you a handmade bouquet and asked you to be her girlfriend.

Florist!Abby who knew she loved you a week into being official but only told you 2 months in

Florist!Abby who gets you a bouquet every week

Florist!Abby who always tucks a flower behind your ear and makes sure it matches your outfit when you come visit her at work

Florist!Abby Who pays attention to whether you wear gold or silver and makes sure to get the right color.

Florist!Abby who may seem shy but definitely isn't shy when her strap is so deep in you that you can't form a coherent sentence.

Florist!Abby who fucks you any chance she gets

Florist!Abby who always accidentally cuts her hands from rose thorns

Florist!Abby who reluctantly wears the hello kitty bandaid you put on her scraped calloused hands

Florist!Abby takes you to a gorgeous, secluded garden to propose to you and hides the ring in the flowers she gives you

Florist!Abby who gets the prettiest flowers for your wedding and spends hours handpicking what flower combinations to do for your center pieces

Wife!Abby who cried reading you her vows

Wife!Abby who promised to find you in every reality and love you ever better and even sooner each damn time

Wife!Abby who never stops getting you flowers even after you are both old and wrinkly

Wife!Abby who builds you a garden and teaches you how to take care of all the flowers

Wife!Abby who couldn't imagine ever leaving you

Wife!Abby who always holds you when you go to bed

Wife!Abby who frustratedly turns off her alarm wishing she didn't have to go to work and that she could just hold you because why does she need to tend to flower when the prettiest flower she's ever seen is asleep inside her big perfectly freckled arms

Wife!Abby who gets you a bouquet of flowers and says she'll love you till they the very last one die and leaves a single fake flower inside the bouquet

Wife!Abby who grew here whole life but blossomed when she met you and who's only wish is to wither with you too

Wife!Abby who if you unfortunately died before she did would leave your favorite flowers on you grave and get fresh ones every day

Wife!Abby who if you were to die before her would probably end up dying of a broken heart soon after.

Wife!Abby who was the softest most delicate person you ever met and ever could meet

Wife!Abby who fulfilled her promise and found you in every universe, every reality, every lifetime and loved you more each damn time

(divders creds to @cafekitsune !!!!!) Sorry I forgot to tag u when I originally uploaded I promise I meant to🫶🏼🫶🏼

[tsams-simps-and-co-corner]

FLIRTY Mechanic Reader making very bad passes/pick-up lines at their crush and doubling down even worse when they succeed/fail! Requesting for:

-Ekleipsis

-Lord Eclipse

-Mono

-Solar

Should’ve know the first request on here would be about the Eclipses lol. But TY SM for requesting!! I don’t really consider AGAB as gender but I see what you meant, anyways

Eclipse x Flirty (but bad at it) Fem!Reader

💥Ekleipsis🌑

•“Can you take me to the hospital? I just broke my leg falling for you.” •*slow turn* •You know, having one of Fazbear’s mechanics be on his side was just fine this very second. •After a few seconds of unbroken eye contact, you went at it again but somehow worse. •He reminds himself to play nice with his cru cover. •“I’m going to check if Lunar is playing in traffic. Don’t follow me.” •You laugh a bit as he walks off. •Why does he have to reciprocate your stupid fucking feelings?

🌟Lord Eclipse💥

•Lord is used to people literally worshiping him. He’s used songs of praise and prayers. He’s used to reverence and revere. •All things the phase, “If you were a Transformer you'd be Optimus Fine” is not. •If any of his servants where nearby, they would have been absolutely horrified by your words and what their consequences would be. •However, he just gave you an unamused look, hoping that it would end it. •Instead you doubled down. •How did it get worse then “Optimus Fine?” •He supposes this is his own fault, as he always let you get away with more then anyone else. •But he grits his teeth and bares your onslaught of terrible pick up lines. •He can’t be too mad at the only person who repeating the same words of worship he’s heard for over a thousand years and treats him like an actual friend.

🔧Solar🔥

•You two were fixing up some stuff around the Plex and trying to make small talk. •Until you hit your coworker with “I'm not so good at holding conversations… is it OK if I hold your hand instead?” •His stunned silence made his fans speeding fans for obvious. •“… That was terrible…” •He looked away, obviously a lil flustered by your stupid pickup line. •You were surprised that it actually worked, when a truly evil idea crossed your mind. •You followed it up with even worse lines to see of they worked. •And they did. •Solar could decide if he wanted to confess to you or shrivel up and die. •“If I hold you hand after this will you stop?” •He said it in a playful and annoyed tone. •Your turn to be flustered. •“… Sure…” •Mission accomplished(…?)

🌙Mono☀️

•“Do you drink a lot of Sprite? Because you look so-da-licious!” •Now where’s Lunar when you need him? •He just wanted have this body checked after coming back from death (again) and you pull this. •He had hoped ignoring it would have stopped, but you just kept going as if you thought he didn’t hear you the first time. •And even worse somehow. •Why do you do this? •Why do you think this will work? •Why do you think he’d be a good partner? He’s not the original or he’s not any better then him. •But as weird as you were, it was nice having someone around. •So he let you have your fun as you checked him. •You didn’t find anything wrong, the one thing out of the ordinary were his fans going on overtime, but he shut down any attempts to look into it

[kissesforsatoru]

What dangerous is if Baji knows him growling at you has an effect on you bc if he do HES TAKIKG THE OPPRRUNTY TO GROWL AT YOU WHEN IT GIVEN HIM AN ADVTANGE

Your not safe especially knowing it gets you hot, bothered and seeing you practically go flush he knows and he will be using this on you more often

- 🌑

pairing : baji x afab!reader (no pronouns used)

summary : baji growling at his darling to behave and reader loves it

⤷ cw : general yandere themes, incredibly suggestive (reader gets really hot and bothered)

notes : i should be working on other things BUT this little thought has consumed me and i just needed to write it out. i promise after this i'll be getting to my other requests

your eyes widened and a small gasp escaped your lips as baji grabbed you by your hips and roughly pulled you against him, his grip firmly keeping you from escaping.

"fucking behave, little thing. i'm not in the mood for this bullshit today." he growls lowly against your ear, the warmth of his breath fanning against your skin which coaxes a shiver from you. you feel your legs weaken and suddenly that pure defiance you felt just a second ago has melting into utter submission.

you fight back a whine and try your damndest to stay in control of yourself, but baji's lips ghosting against your neck and his grip on your waist tightening to really drive home that you better be good makes you so, so weak.

you practically squeak as you close your legs tightly and shove your head into his chest. you squirm, but baji's grip doesn't let up.

"shit, you like that?" you can feel his smirk against your skin and you realize just how fucked you are as one of his hands begins to trail a little too close to your soaking core. you whine airily and grab desperately onto his shirt.

“awe, look at you getting all bothered. want me to fuck you, pretty baby?” he says in a low growl, and you can feel yourself get ten times wetter.

and as hard as you try to keep yourself from giving in to him, you nod your head with a weak whine anyway and allow him to pick you up and take you to your room to do as he pleases with you.

you’re just so weak to baji’s growls.

[star1117-archives]

🎧 <33

FINESSE - NIJA

p.sh x gn!reader / angst / crying + toxic relationship / unedited

hwa !! : y/n

hwa !! : baby please

hwa !! : i miss you, let’s just talk

hwa !! : i didn’t mean it, please just call me

hwa !! : you know i love you baby

tears flooded down your cheeks as you hiccuped in bed, pulling the blanket closer to your face. you scrolled through each message he sent, a never-ending assault of apologies, confessions, pleads. he said everything you wanted to hear, every reassurance he’d given you all the other times you’d let him back in.

i’ll be better this time.

you mean everything to me.

we’re meant for each other, baby. you know that.

don’t go, you know i’m not good at relationships. but i’m trying for you.

i promise.

well, it had been one time too many. he’d fucked you over too many times, he’d tossed you aside like some useless rag doll too many times. when you were with him he treated you horribly, like shit. unsurprisingly though, as soon as you walked, suddenly he was crying. suddenly you were his everything. suddenly you were his earth, moon and stars. then the cycle simply repeated itself when he knew he’d convinced you into staying.

fuck that cycle shit, fuck him, fuck the world. you wouldn’t go back if he dragged you kicking and screaming. death seemed a much more pleasant option in comparison to his fucking flippancy. he couldn’t see you happy without him, but he found even you breathing bothersome when you came crawling back to him.

the knock at the door was what kicked you out of your mental spiral, leaving your phone in your bed as it laid silent. if you’d been in a better state of mind, you would’ve realised the silence was a bad sign. you would’ve realised who was on the other side of the door, and you for damn sure wouldn’t have opened it.

“baby.”

your heart dropped as a dishevelled seonghwa stood at your door, eyes puffy and bloodshot whilst his body shook with sobs. before you could process it he had pulled you into a hug, snivelling onto your neck as he pressed kisses onto your skin.

“seonghwa, how did you find my hote-“

“i love you, Y/F/N! don’t leave me, please. i can’t live without you.”

as it always did, the cycle started once again.

SEND ME A 🎧

[small-world-au]

when you can, may I please have another puppenguin interaction I love them so much Something I forgot to mention - Bailey is generally taller than Freminet and has a better-built physique because he’s a boxer! All his training comes from prison lmao

Aight bet! >:3

Da boiiissss💕💕💕

[obbystars]

Can you give more oberon personality?I​ was thinking abt draw my oc interacting with him but I don't wanna accidentally mischaracterized him when it came to dialogue and stuff😭

I actually have a fic in the works that centers around him and his time during the lockdown 👀‼️ hopefully it’ll be up soon and maybe it’ll give you a good idea on how he’s like?

[antiendosysboxes]

Hope we can rq multiple in one post?

All sysboxes, all dynapuff(??) font plz!

“This system uses octocon!” (With the octocon logo/purple/blue colours)

“This alter loves their partner!” (Preferably with leaves as an icon and green!!)

“This songtive and their partner are moodboosters!” (Image of the sun/sky + green?)

“This alter and their partner are moodboosters!” (Green/brown! + maybe image of autumn leaves :))

Plz use our anon tag when you post it!!

;🫧🌑}>

THANK YOU!!!!!

Hi hi!!! I love your ideas!! The boxes look amazing! If you want any changes, you can send us a dm or an other ask! :D

This system uses Octocon

This alter loves their partner!

This songtive and their partner are moodboosters!

This alter and their partner are moodboosters!

Like or reblog if you use them!

Credits are not required but are appreciated!

Requests are opened!

[creatureofthe-creek]

it's me again lad , got 2 say ur moodboards are sick. Can I request a black german shepherd collage with the backrooms sorta vibe. If yk what I mean? Thanks dude. -📼

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@sadlonerdogboy

[splattergai]

Starltigender

plain text: Starltigender

— A multigender that feels like stars in a galaxy, and sometimes you are closer to some stars than others.

— Star + lti (from 'multi') + gender

— Requested by ⭐️ anon.

[ Image ID: a rectangular flag with seven horizontal stripes, in the following colors from top to bottom: pale yellow, teal, dark blue, near-black purple, park purple, lavender, and pale pink. In the center of the flag are three pale purple four-pointed stars. /end ID ]

[poetryforcoyotes]

welcome to my den! 🐾

hello, this is the moodboard and poetry side blog of @spinnysocks! please refer to me as Kib 🐊 or you may call me spin if you know me from my main blog. i go by he/him, coy/coyote, and it/its ^^

here i post moodboards and poetry of my own and by request! i may also reblog others' poetry & positive affirmations & such on occasion. :)

before you request, please see:

Moodboard Request Guidelines! 🌟

-> Moodboard Requests currently closed

Poetry 🌟

-> Poetry Requests currently unavailable

Whitelist! | Blacklist! | Anon List! | Questions: What Does 'Closed' Mean?

as long as the Guidelines and Blacklist have been read, you may request!

tagging system ! 🐾

🌙 moodboards -> all my moodboards

🌑 personal moodboards

🌕 requested moodboards

🌿 poetry -> all my poetry

🍂 personal poetry

🌱 request response -> answering requests or any questions

🪻 request completed -> posting finished requests

🪵 echoing barks -> old posts

🪹 from my nest -> announcements etc

updated: 15/08

[citizenoftmrrwlnd]

self care for : the hunt (tma) with a focus on soft items and scented stuff, as well as a few books requested by chase 🐺🌑

x | x | x x | - | x x | x x x *| x *please note! i haven't read these books myself, but i did some research into books that might relate to the fear of the hunt... be sure to check any content warnings and do your own research to make sure you'll be alright reading any of these.

[interstellarz]

can u do a pink chaewon mb?

yes i can!

🎀 !

here's your moodboard!