#AAAH I LOVE THIS THANK YOU FOR SENDING THE ASK....

[inkykeiji]

Clari! Hello i am back once again to ask you what is the "Dari" aesthetic?

Like what are the vibes, do you have any mood boards or anything? 👀👀

hi hi hi sunshine!!! <33 i have an obscenely embarrassing amount of photos saved that remind me of me + dabi but i am absolutely horrid at making moodboards so >.< i tried my best with this HAHAHA but visual aesthetic wise we’re very much that cliché girly girl x bad boy, pink and black type combo <33

i especially love the last photo because that girl looks scarily similar to me LMAOOOO like seriously

in terms of what it feels like: late night drives speeding way too fast through vacant city streets; empty diners at 3am; sharp knuckles and sharp collarbones; icy hands between warm thighs; giggles bouncing off the bark of dense forests; the dainty sound of pills clicking against plastic; warped hardwood floors and a stove with two working burners; dirty fingernails tearing through white lace; combat boots splashing in puddles on the asphalt; midnight double features at the rundown drive-in; hard candy clacking against teeth as sugary tongues force it from one mouth into another; love notes scrawled hastily on torn pieces of paper; scars in the shape of hands, his teeth, his name

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hi, just wanna say you and your blog are amazing. Have a great day! <3

Awww! Thank you, love! 🥰

Nooooo~ you have a better day!

[murderous-coffeebean]

Every time I see someone address @neil-gaiman with "Lord Gaiman" or something similar, I can't help but immediately envision the exchange kind of like that :D

Neil Gaiman © himself / art © Murderous-Coffeebean (tumblr & dA)

[seungfl0wer]

Can you do ot8 of when you randomly pick them up on the counter and they think you were gonna give them head(sorry if it's too much) 😅

Pairing: Ot8 x Reader (Gn)

Genre: Smut/Suggestive

Warnings: Mentions of Blowing 🤷

-I made this a bit different but it’s still the same concept I hope that’s alright🩵

-🩵

Bangchan:

He’d jump up on the counter while you were cooking. Talking to you about his day when you went towards him to give him a kiss before dropping to your knees. His heart would beat fast mind going dirty before you opened a counter to grab a pan. His face was peppered red trying to look else where before you saw. Coming back up not realizing what just happened. He’d try to go back to talking trying to push the naughty thoughts of you away.

Lee know:

He had jumped up on the counter right in your way teasing you as you looked for a bowl. You rolled your eyes at him kneeling down to grab a bowl from the bottom counter. He smirked to himself “wow there” he’d tease you looking up at him. “You can’t just get on your knees in between my legs and not let me make a move.” He said his eyes staring into you. Damnit all you wanted was cereal.

Changbin:

Sitting on the edge of the bed talking to you about some song he was having troubles with. You nodded listing to him but rummaging through your stuff trying to find something. “Oh there it is” you said softly getting on your knees grabbing your bracelet that was under the bed. Changbin heart skipped a beat, his words stuttering out and his face red “aaah babe you can’t just-“ his words trailed off you locking eyes with him “hmm?” You answered back. He rolled his eyes at you “nothing nothing”

Hyunjin:

You two were painting in his room having a relaxing time as it started to turn dark out. He stretched accidentally knocking over your brushes. You went to pick them up hyunjins eyes going big. He bit his lip looking down at you “hey babe” he would say softly making you look up “wanna go cuddle?” He asked with a devilish smile having thoughts circling in his head about how he was gonna take you.

Han:

Sitting at the table getting ready to eat, you had accidentally dropped a spoon on the ground. You kneeled down to grab it as you moved Jisung stiffened. He wanted to say something but his words were caught in his throat. His thoughts swirled making him twitch in his pants. When you moved he whined loudly. “You can’t just do that and not- jagi please dinner can wait a few” his voice sounding needy.

Felix:

You two were sitting on the couch watching a movie when your found had fallen making a thump on the floor. You kneeled down to grab it feeling you between his legs like that made him hiccup eyes trying to just stick to the tv. His cock twitch in his pants at the thought. “Hey, hey love why don’t we lay down and cuddle hmm?” He said softly knowing damn well it would lead to something.

Seungmin:

He had came into the kitchen as you grabbed a snack jumping up on the counter beside you. You went down quickly kneeling below him the smug smirk plastering across his face. You smacked his leg outta the way to grab a plate “aah pup” he whined a bit looking down at you, you looked up meeting his gaze “while your down there I got another thing you can snack on” his voice teased.

Jeongin:

Sitting on the edge of the tub taking to you as you got ready for bed. You dropped your phone panicking kneeling down to grab it. Jeongins heart races at your motions. You stood up quickly as you grabbed your phone. The boy before you had such pretty blush against his face “I don’t think I can sleep right now babe” he said softly.

💙 If you’d like to read more of my stuff you can find it Here: Master List . Thank you for reading and if requests are open or you just wanna talk feel free to send me something🩵

[revelboo]

AAAH!! I wasn't expecting you to actually do a story for Rumble 😭 I squealed when I saw it on my timeline 💙 thank you so much and every blessing upon ye, I hope your crops are flourishing, skin is clear etc. etc.

🤣 18+ content 🌶️

Alcohol Eyes Pt 2

IDW Rumble x Reader

• Almost groaning when the little human leans back to put some space between them, his servos flex against soft skin, wanting to pull you back to him. Wanting more as he drops his head against the crook of your neck, mouth finding and chasing the quick beat of your pulse. Hearing that husky laugh of yours that runs electric through him to wind him tight as his palms slide over your soft body. Why had he been so against coming here? He loves it here, loves the noise and press of bodies. Especially yours as he does drag you back to him. “Maybe we can make this a private party?” You ask and he’s not entirely sure what you mean by that, but he’s hoping his guess is right.

• Your stranger’s mouth is on your neck, his lips branding heat over your skin, feeling the barest slip of teeth threatening to nip sending need shivering through you. Forget taking him home as your blood heats. You want this. Pulling away makes him make a low noise that’s almost a growl of protest as you grip his hand and tug him along with you. Half your attention on keeping an eye out for your ex to avoid a fight as you lead your new friend toward the back storage room. You’d worked in the club right out of high school and knew no one ever bothered to lock that door, and you thank every deity you can think of when you find it still unlocked now. It’s darker in here the one bulb hanging from a bare socket doing little to chase away the shadows as you turn to lock the door behind you both.

• Reaching as soon as the lock clicks, Rumble pulls you back into him, servos sliding over you. Venting roughly against your throat, as you reach back to loop an arm around his neck. “Slow down, I’m not going anywhere,” you say, reaching back your other hand to run warm fingers over his thigh. “You want to take off the costume?”

• “No,” he growls, his own hand sliding down your belly, exploring with hesitant touches along the waist band of your jeans. “No.” The word is more insistent, almost desperate when you catch his wrist, like he thinks you’re about to stop him. Shuddering against your back when you guide his hand down the front of your clothes, showing him where you need him.

• Venting raggedly, he cups slick, warm flesh and finds your core to slip a servo inside, feeling the way your heat grips him. “That’s good,” you whisper, leaning your upper body across a container, thighs spreading to give him more access to stroke deeper, his spike aching to be freed. Pulling his hand free to try and figure out how to undo your coverings has you laughing again, the sound stroking over him. “No chill at all, huh?” Shifting to undo that little button and push your pants down. No, he doesn’t have any chill or restraint, wanting this. Needing it as he nudges you back down on your front over the container, freeing his spike to grip himself and slide his length against your slickness. “Wait, my purse. I think I have some-“ you’re saying as he finds you and buries himself inside that wet, welcoming heat that fists his spike, hearing you moan. “Never mind.”

• So much for condoms, but as he rocks his hips, that thick length stroking slowly inside you, there’s no worrying about anything beyond him moving. “Frag, you’re tight,” he snarls, that rough accent you can’t quite place right in your ear as his big hands tighten on your hips to the point you know there’ll be bruising, but he’s still not moving, so you do, rocking as much as you can with your hips up.

• You move against him, pushing yourself back and then he’s thrusting into that wet heat despite wanting to savor the feel of you wrapped around him, that sense of connection he’d been sure he’d never have because of his size, because of his modifications. You’re so small under him as he ruts against you, using his grip on your hips to pull you back to meet the urgent drive of his hips. Hearing the wet sounds of your body taking him and your low, needy sounds that are only for him, because this? It’s his. You’re his.

• He’s not holding back, hips slapping against you, moving hard and deliciously fast. And he is growling, hands flexing on your hips as his frantic thrusts drive you to that peak, then over as he drapes himself against your back with a deep drive of his hips, his mouth against the back of your shoulder, his hips moving in sharp, shallow thrusts as he releases and you tighten on the thick length of him inside you, milking him. “Rumble,” he groans against your skin, hips still moving in shallow, lazy thrusts and you can feel his excess on your inner thigh.

• You lay your cheek on your outstretched arm, head turning to look back at him from the corner of your eye. Smiling when he hesitantly reaches to slide sweat slick hair back from your temple, the intimate gesture stealing your breath for a moment. “Hi, Rumble,” you murmur, laughing softly when he presses himself tighter against you, sheathing himself deep and savoring it as his spark twists with a hunger that’s new and consuming. He’d never really paid much attention to organics before aside from Starscream’s and they were more like a particularly helpless sibling needing protecting. Nothing like this.

• He hasn’t taken off any of his costume except what he’d needed to free himself to fuck you. It’s weird, but not a deal breaker. Not with the lazy way your thighs are trembling or how he’d felt, still feels, inside you. “Can we go again?” He asks so earnestly, so hopefully, and you rock yourself against him in answer. Because while you’d only wanted a quickie to thank him, you’re wondering, praying, he’s single. Because the almost reverent way his big hands slide against your skin, the press of his mouth against your spine in a hungry kiss? This guy’s going to ruin you.

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[racoonblossom]

You asked to send requests and I have one, if you want to bc I loved your other ones LIKE AAAH!.!.! Dean Winchester and it’s the good ole enemies to lovers trope, but like reader has finally had enough and jokes about something like “can I just suck your dick to make you shut up” and Dean just goes blushy quiet, then after that it’s just constant teasing were none of them is joking but neither of them are sure if its really jokes or nah, then it ends in rough smut please and thank you 🙏🏻

Attitude | MDNI

summary: you guys hated each other, but Dean had an attitude fixer.

warnings: cursing, unprotected p in v (pls wrap before tap), asshole dean, rough smut

pairing: Dean Winchester x reader

word count: 1.5k

note: thank you sm for the request!!! sorry if its not good I wrote this when I was really tired but here ya go!! :)

You hated Dean, and I mean hated him. You lived with the Winchesters in their bunker because Sam was your best friend. For some reason you and Dean never got along. Despite the fact that you and Sam were absolute besties.

“I swear to god I know you have my phone!” Dean shouts, echoing through the bunkers kitchen. You groan rolling your eyes, you just wanted to grab a beer in peace. You turned around to face him, being met by his angry expression.

“Dean…” you spoke softly before yelling “I don’t have your fucking phone!” You shouted heading to exit the kitchen, you were tired of this shit. You and Dean argued so much that sometimes Sam left the bunker to get away from you guys and the bickering.

Dean grabbed your arm roughly spinning you around to face him. You couldn’t count the amount of times Sam had to step in to stop you two from throwing punches.

“Look I know you’re always up to some weird shit okay?!” Dean roughly said getting in your face. “So just give me the phon-“

You groaned loudly cutting him off, “I don’t have your phone! Got it!? So just shut up!” You shout shoving dean back slightly, he didn’t move an inch. Dean practically growled tightening his grip on your arm.

“You have it. You always steal my shit!” Somehow his voice got louder, you wouldn’t be surprised if Sam had already left to get away from this, or was on his way to make sure you guys didn't kill each other.

“Oh for fucks sake Dean- if I suck your dick with you shut up?” You spoke while shrugging his touch off, crossing your arms. Dean froze, a blush forming across his face. You tilted your head “well?”

Dean cleared his throat “uh- I- uhm” your smirk got bigger seeing the Dean Winchester get flustered. You scoffed spinning on your heels to leave the kitchen, beer in hand. Dean was left there speechless, he couldn’t believe what you just said.

It had been awhile since the comment you made. The teasing didn’t stop it just grew more… sexual? Dean started making jokes about ‘fucking the attitude out of you’ which you only matched his energy. All three of you just finished a hunt, where you and dean were at each others throats the entire time like usual. You were currently laying in bed scrolling on your laptop, you did feel kind of bad. You had been really pissy on the hunt, making more rude comments to dean.

“Hey asshole.” Dean said bitterly, smirking as he leaned against your doorframe. You glared up at him for a second before scoffing “what Dean?” Why the hell was this asshole talking to you?

He sighed stepping closer “What you did was stu-“ you groaned chucking a pillow at him, he was really trying to talk about the hunt. Dean dodged the flying pillow with a scoff.

“I just want one moment of peace asshole can you just shut up fo-“ Dean cut you off stepping closer “or what? Gonna suck my dick?” He tilted his head a smirk plastered on his smug face. You scoffed, was he joking? You weren’t really sure so you played along.

“Well what if I do.” You lean back scrolling on your laptop, you had an attitude. An attitude that Dean hated more then anything. Dean grabbed your ankles tugging you to the edge of the bed with a yelp. Your anger grew as you stared up at him.

“Dean what the hell-“ you were quickly silenced by a hand over your mouth. You grabbed his hand trying to pull it off, but damn was dean strong.

“Look. I’m tired of this shit, Sam constantly making us say sorry. I have a better solution, every time you give me attitude I fuck the shit out of you, got it?” You were speechless, was this still a joke? Dean tilted his head with the biggest smirk on his face. “Got it?” He said a bit more sternly.

You were frozen in place, was he serious? No he couldn’t be. Dean clicked his tongue tugging his shirt off flicking it to the side. Your gaze followed his shirt drop to the side as your jaw was practically on the floor.

“Dean what the fuck?!” You yelp again as dean grabs you throwing you further up the bed, like he couldn't pick how he wanted you. “Dean seriously- you know I was joking right?” You laugh nervously your eyes darting around Dean's bare torso as he climbed over you.

“You made all those jokes and now you don’t want to follow through?” He scoffs tugging your shirt off, to which you lifted your arms to help. Why were you okay with this? You shouldn’t be. “There we go… little attitude of yours gone already” he chuckled moving onto his belt. "And I haven't even touched you yet." Before you could blink he tugged his pants down, along with his boxers, freeing his cock.

Your eyes were wide, he was massive. “Woah Dean- if you want to do this at least prepare me by fingering me or something” you scoffed, you don’t know if you could take all of him.

Dean didn’t reply he just pulled down your pants with your underwear. He placed your legs over his shoulder practically bending you in half. “You don’t get to be prepared. I'm fixing that attitude remember?” He scoffed beginning to push in.

You groaned throwing your head back in pain and pleasure, your hands gripping his biceps trying to steady yourself. He kept pushing in making you whimper underneath him. He gripped at your bra pulling it down until your tits popped out. A feral growl left his mouth as he attached his mouth to your left nipple while pushing in. You moaned a hand going to his hair, gripping firmly as he buried himself deep inside you.

Your back arched up as he was now fully inside you, you felt full. He kissed along your boobs until he met your right nipple, sucking on it firmly. He pushed one hand on your stomach to keep you down, but that only made you more aware of how deep he currently was. “Dean- holy shit-“ you panted out leaning your head back as Dean sucked a hickey on the underside of your boob. He began to thrust, not slow and gentle but rough. You didn’t have anytime to prepare so the pain shot up your body. “D-dean slow do-“ you gasped as a hand covered your mouth momentarily.

“Your lucky your not on your knees right now- fuck your tight.” He growled out moving his hands to the underside of your thighs to thrust more harsher into you. You gasped and moaned tightening around his cock. You heard a laugh escape his mouth, “oh fuck you want this, practically milking my cock sweetheart”

You wanted to fight this, you hated the man. But god did he feel good balls deep inside you. You screwed your eyes shut as Dean's movements grew faster, the headboard repeatedly banging into the wall. The room was filled with the banging and vulgar sounds from your pussy. Dean was focused on where your two bodies met, he let out a low whimper when you squeezed him just right. Without saying anything dean pulled out of you flipping you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up before slamming back into you.

You let out a porn worthy moan, your hands grabbing onto the headboard. “Yeah… that’s it” he whispered, not meaning for you to hear. Deans hands interlocked over yours as he slammed into your ass at a brutal pace. “Dean… I-“ you whimpered legs shaking slightly. You were painfully close to your release.

“Yeah I know-" He groaned throwing his head back for a moment, "gonna cum all over my cock?” Dean was teasing you, but you were too focused on the pounding he was giving you. He clicked his tongue “yeah I know you are” he chuckled grabbing your hips to go faster, one hand trailing down to rub your clit. With a few rubs you came undone, eyes rolling back as dean helped you through your high. You could tell dean was getting close himself, his growls turning into whimpers as he got more erratic.

You panted when Dean finally pulled out, making you feel empty. Dean was still behind you, giving himself a few strokes before he released all over your ass. You gasped feeling the liquid trail down your ass and onto the bed sheets.

Dean stood up panting as he found his discarded clothes, “attitude gone.” He laughed out. You sat up quickly pulling the blankets over your messy body, the liquid now staining the bedsheets. “See you later” was all he said before he walked out of your room, mid putting his shirt on.

"Asshole!" You called out before collapsing back onto the bed. Maybe you should start taking the teasing seriously.

[yuujispinkhair]

I can't stop thinking about complete obedient sub yuuji who lets you just have your way with him. You want a back massage? okay. You want him to suck your clit for an hour while you relax? of course. I love thinking about how he likes to get crushed by you. Crushed with your thighs, with your ass--It's almost like he's being completely overwhelmed with you, that his brain doesn't have a moment to wander, because you keep forcing his attention, you keep lathering him in it, just to watch him squirm with delight and pleasure.

he just loves it when he doesn't have to think, he loves it when you take away his worries and his guilt, so that he can just wrap himself in *you* and nothing else.

thank you for all the wonderful stories, I hope you will consider subby sweetie pie yuuji too <33

Aaah I forgot to reply to this!! Thank you so much for sending me this delicious ask!! And I am so happy you enjoy my stories aww 💗💗

All characters are of age. 18+, smut. Minors don't interact.

AND YESSS I LOVE SUB YUUJI!!! In my mind and in my stories, he is always a sub 💗💗

He lives to please you. He is so sweet and so eager to make you feel good. He has heart-eyes when you bless him with sitting on his face. He moans just as loud as you do when he eats you out, all eager and sloppy, making a huge mess because he just can't get enough of you. He will even cum untouched just from touching you.

Yuuji is the type to beg you to let him please please make you cum once more. He looks so cute with his big honey eyes and pouty lips, when he is on his knees for you, with his pretty cock leaking pre-cum all over himself 💗💗

And he has the biggest praise kink. He loves to praise you, and does it all the time! And if you praise him, he will lose his cute mind!! He almost cums when you call him your good boy.

It's so cute because Yuuji is so strong and so buff, he could manhandle you so easily and take everything he wants from you, but he is such a submissive, sweet thing for you, asking you if he is allowed to do things to you. Saying please and everything. If you put a collar and a leash on him and tell him he is yours, he will get so so hard for you and sob because he is so happy.

He loves it when you take from him. He loves to give you his everything. He is so hard for you, he cums so much for you, and his moans and mewls are so LOUD and so cute. He cries when you let him cum in you, so grateful, so happy to be this close to you.

[evermoresversion]

Hey can yo do one one Nik Leister we’re he has a daughter with the reader tank’s I love your work

LITTLE PRINCESS, NICK LEISTER.

A/N Thank you for your request, sweetheart. This fed into my daddy issues, bye. Plus I also want Hailey's web shooter.

PAIRING Dad!Nick Leister x Mom!Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS Established relationship, fluff.

SUMMARY Nick adores your daughter, he would do and give anything for her.

NICK'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

"Come here, little princess." Nick followed your daughter as she ran across the living room in her diaper. It should be noted that you had asked Nick before you left to give little Hailey a bath before you arrived for the family dinner you were going to have.

The little girl ran while giggling, for a two-year-old baby, she was running too fast. So much so that she already had her father tired.

She hid behind one of the many stuffed animals Nick had bought for her, hoping not to be seen by him.

But she let out a scream, a little scared but excited at the same time when she felt herself being carried.

"I got you, let's bathe you." He said starting to walk towards the bathroom inside the main room, where Hailey clearly slept with you and Nick, even though she had her own room.

He insisted that she should sleep with both of you.

She was definitely daddy's spoiled little princess.

A bit of suds, bubbles, soap, Nick ending up drenched and a half hour later, Hailey was completely bathed. Wrapped in her little superheroes bath towel, 'cause apparently she developed a love for everything that has to do with them, while she waited for her dad to choose the clothes to put on her.

For being in the terrible twos, she was a pretty peaceful girl but playful too.

When you arrived you found your daughter dressed in a little blue dress and with a headband on her head.

You smiled looking at her and she raised her little arms for you to carry her and you did that, leaving your bag aside.

You walked towards the main room, and your smile disappeared when you saw your husband still wearing the same wet shirt from when he bathed Hailey.

"And you? The reservation is at eight, I change my clothes and go with Hailey." you scolded him leaving Hailey on the big bed.

"Well." he said pouting when you walked past him.

"Bah, bah, bah." the baby stammered looking at her dad, pointing at him with her little finger.

Nick narrowed his eyes at her, making her giggle.

You gave Nick a quick kiss on the lips, making him smile, following where you went with his eyes.

"Aaah!" Hailey yelled, barely covering her eyes with her little hands.

She was a pretty smart baby too.

A couple of years later it was your little daughter's fourth birthday.

But hours before you had asked Nick to go with you to buy everything for Hailey's party.

He insisted that you better send someone who works for him for all of the party stuff.

"But no one is going to choose better for my little girl."

So you decided instead to go through it all alone, while Nick and Hailey made a mess in the kitchen, trying to make chocolate chip cookies.

Her brown hair was tied up in a ponytail made by Nick. He was wearing a pink apron that Hailey had made him wear and she was wearing a superhero one.

From one moment to the next they started with a flour war, ending up both totally covered in it.

"Your mom is going to kill me." he said and Hailey laughed throwing more flour in his face.

When you came back and saw your kitchen full of flour and chocolate chips on the floor, you tried to look angry, but you couldn't help but laugh at Nick more than Hailey.

"You," you pointed to your husband, taking Hailey's hand to get her down from the little stool both had for her. "You're going to clean all this up, because it was probably your idea about the flour war."

"But..."

"Yes, mommy, it was his idea, I tried to stop him." she said, hugging your legs and looking at her dad with a wicked smile over her shoulder.

Nick looked at her with indignation and was going to say something but stopped when you spoke.

"I know, my love, I brought you a surprise, come on." you took her by the hand.

"Yeah!" she exclaimed excitedly, walking into the living room with you.

A few minutes later when he started cleaning up and you left Hailey with her new toy you came back to him.

You hugged him from behind, smiling at him and looking at him with sparkling eyes.

And it reminded him of when you were both teenagers and you started dating.

"You are an amazing father." you murmured kissing his back. He turned around to look at you appropriately, hugging you by the shoulders.

"And you are a wonderful mother." He smiled leaning down to kiss you lovingly.

It was good to know that even though the years went by and the two of you still felt like the first time you met.

"Look dad!" Hailey's voice was heard entering the kitchen, making the two separate, but he hugged you from the side, with his arm around your shoulders and one of your hands remained on his chest.

Hailey pressed the button on her web shooter, which sent a real-looking web into his stomach.

"It isn't true." Nick mentioned moving towards his daughter, removing his arm from you.

"Yes!" she exclaimed excitedly. "Can we play? Say yes."

"Okay, let's go, but then we have to get you ready for your party." He warned walking next to her.

"Of course, I am Ghost-Spider and you are a damsel in distress!"

You laughed tidying up everything in the kitchen a bit.

You loved your family, you wouldn't change anything in your life with them.

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

[tbhyknow]

𝗕𝗢𝗧𝗛 𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗦 𝗖𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗟𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗡𝗢𝗪 !

summary, your family has never been the best company and after recieving such a 'wonderful' phone call from your mother, you couldn't help but cry to arashi's arms.

featuring, arashi narukami w/ gender-neutral!reader (romantic/platonic)

tags, angst (hurt-to-comfort), family issues/mother issues, possible ooc, etc. drabble, not proofread. reader is not anzu.

notice, pretty self indulgent fic ermmm... yeah kinda personal, my writing skills is so shit rn especially when writing angst and i couldve written this better but atp i cannot be bothered to care hgdhsheu 💔💔

"alright," you let out a sigh of relief, moving away from your computer as the chair wheels backwards from your push. "that's it for tonight. aaah, i'm so tired!" you groaned and stretched your arms up, letting the bones in your bones pop and crack after being in one single position for an hour or so.

still, a satisfactory smile sat on your face as you take a look at your daily to-do list all checked off. even your weekly list isn't finished, you're still proud of yourself that you managed to tackle on a large amount of work you're usually not used to.

"ne, producer..."

you turn around, hearing a familiar voice calling you. the door squeaked open and arashi entered the small office space, holding a file folder that she was looking through as if to check. she closed it and looked up, smiling at you so sweetly it made you smile back.

"arashi! is there anything you need?" you ask, getting up from your chair to greet her properly.

the taller woman nodded, handing the files to you. "mhm, i was wondering if you're free after work? and oh, tsukasa wanted to give you these but he was caught up with something, so he sent me~" she giggled, remembering the troubled expression on tsukasa's face when he told her.

you took the folder from her hands, muttering a thank you and putting it on your desk. "i wonder what he's so troubled about... well, anyways. i just finished my work for today and i don't have anything planned after, so i am free. why do you ask?"

there's a glimmer in arashi's eyes, a familiar spark of excitement within her bright, purple eyes as she opened up her mouth to speak again. "well, there's a new cafe downtown and—"

riiing, riing!

your damned phone started buzzing, cutting arashi off before she could even finish speaking. you quickly tended to it, muttering a quick sorry. "a-ah, umm, do you mind if i take this first? it'll be quick!"

arashi pouted at this, upset at the fact she was just interrupted but merely sighed in defeat and smiled. "mhm, don't worry. take your call, i'll be right here!" she reassured you, waving her hand dismissively.

you shot her a grateful look before walking out of the room to take the call. you looked at the caller id and a big grin found your way on your face when you realized it was your mom calling.

though, your relationship with her was strained, you still felt a little bit of love for her. even if she wasn't the perfect mother.

"ma! how have you been? why did you call?"

"i've been fine, (name). i just wanted to check up on you is all... and you?" your heart swelled. she remembered to ask about your day, it was the bare minimum but you felt happy hearing her say that.

your smile only widened as you chuckled. "i've been okay, mom. things at work is a little hectic, but—"

"mhm, mhm... i know. anyways,"

you paused, not expecting to be cut off like that but you brushed it off. she is getting old and little bit impatient, you understand.

"dear, i want to ask. when you usually get your paycheck?"

the question made you raise your brow in confusion. "on the 5th and the 20th of each month, why?"

"the 20th? i see... well, do you mind if you send some money? it's hard trying to come by around this time."

you felt the happiness within you die out when you hear her request, leaving a bitter taste on your mouth when you realized she only called you to ask for money, not to actually check up on you.

it's stupid to think that she'll actually change.

but still, there's a part of you still clung onto the belief and pitied her position. life back in your hometown was not as nice as it was in the city. and yet, the expenses here aren't cheap and your paycheck was barely enough to provide you a somewhat comfortable life. you aren't sure if there'd be any left to send to your mother.

you gulped, the ball of saliva that's been forming at the back of your mouth went down your throat. for some reason, you found yourself still hesitating to break the news.

"i don't know, ma. my paycheck isn't all that big and barely enough to cover me, so—"

"tsk." you heard her click her tongue from the other end of the line, her displeasure oozing out like venom. "aren't you a producer at a famous idol company? shouldn't your pay be more than that?"

you fell silent for a moment, confused the change of attitude. she felt almost... cold. detached. "h-huh?"

"or are you just unwilling to share your pay with your family? i didn't raise you to be so selfish, (name)."

"m-ma, it's not like that! i swear—"

"why couldn't you be more like your sibling? honest and generous?" she sighed, you could almost see her shake her head in disapproval. "i shouldn't have expected much from you, it's my fault for expecting much more."

"anyways, there's something i have to do now." is what she last said before the call ended, a beeping following afterwards to further indicate that there was nobody else on the other line.

your knees buckled under you and your hand dropped to your sides, almost letting your phone if you hadn't gripped onto the device as hard as you can. she didn't even hear you out or even asked about anything else...

your shoulder slumped as you instinctively prepared yourself to crash onto the ground and hit your knees hard on the tiles... but you caught yourself just in time. especially when a soft voice brought you out of the speechless state.

"—ame), are you okay?" you hear arashi's voice behind you. you didn't realize she was there until you turned around and saw her concerned expression. her brows only furrowed, her hand coming to your cheek and rubbing the tender flesh.

you didn't even realize that tears were already rushing out of the eyes until you saw your own teary face reflecting in arashi's eyes.

"(name)! what's wrong!?" arashi asked in a panic, cupping your face in her hands and leaned down. at this point, the tears only doubled as you dove your head into her chest and hugged her tightly. her hands immediately switched places and now patting and rubbing your back.

even when you try to explain through your tears, your voice came out as strangled sobs that were too unintelligible for her to understand. her embrace tightened as if trying to protect you from the rest of the world.

"shhh, it's okay. it's alright. let it out, let big sister arashi take the pain away from you, okay?" she whispered, her words soothing your aching heart slightly. your mother's words still replayed in your mind, but are now slowly being quieten down by arashi. "it's okay, i got you now..."

as you wept in her arms, arashi felt a pang hit her heart in a way that she never felt before. earlier, she was upset that she got interrupted and had to wait for you to finish, but now she was more upset at the fact something or someone made you cry. and that she didn't know what it was.

when you pulled away, she wiped your tears with her thumbs before pulling out her handkerchief and wiping them properly. "it's okay, baby, do you wanna talk about it?" she asked to which to promptly shook your head. you didn't want to drag her into your family troubles.

she frowned, but didn't push further. she leaned closed to your face and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead, the feeling of her lips against your skin made you feel warm and fuzzy. like you were listened to and understood.

"it's okay, you don't have to. just remember i'll always be here when you need me, okay? you don't have to shoulder your problems on your own, i know it sounds hypocritical for me to say that, but trust me. i know what it feels like to be beaten down."

she pulled up, helping you find your balance and kept you close just in case you ever fall. she patted down your clothes, brushing off any dust or dirt that got on them.

arashi smiled softly. "now, dry those tears. you look much better on with a smile, see?" she chuckled. "now, let me take care of you now. there's a new cafe downtown and i want you to accompany me, my treat this time around."

notice, idk how much es pays their workers but yknow, even if it's a lot, rent in the city is still expensive 💔 ik from experience

[thewitchoftheweed]

Hi! I've been wanting to send you these alone with the questions in the previous ask, but it was taking too long, so!

First! A page of your Ratau from Red Star!

My first depiction of him, I added the stick just for it. Anxious fellow but still hopeful if a bit by the light in his eyes. Maybe a younger version of him.

My second depiction! I made some adjustments, especially to the rope and feet because I thought it was too fat and realized that perhaps rats have five fingers. I made him a pinned cloak with the pin right above where his heart is because I forgot how you described him in the fic at first and I wanted to make a pun on how he was sacrificed by being stabbed through the heart, as you can see in the small doodle of him above looking so done 😂 this was inspired by @stychu-stych cokic idea of how Lamb's fleece was formed from their blood. You could count this as his formal look for when he needs to look fancy. I made his getup under the cloak more rouge-like because some people theorised that Ratau is a stealth main.

Second depiction being more biblically correct lore wise! Gave him a lamp and a more sheepish expression compare to his more worried look from the previous one. Could be his alternative look. I added his older, more current look at the above.

Ratau's expression! A godly raging one, see his eyes bleed ichor and scleras turn black from it, with slitted pupils. Smug Ratau on the right, winning in a Knucklebones game. Sad Ratau on the middle left, mourning something silently (loss of family?) Peaceful Ratau smiling in contentment, something that's never going to exactly happen any time soon given the people in his life. Happy Ratau in relief, when he sees the joy in his life. Last right one of Scared Ratau (in general, or in the fave of lost favor?) Also added a sketch of young Ratau being hunted by cultists, it won't be a successful escape...

Will send the next page to you later

Aaah, I love this! Whenever I imagined Ratau I kept picturing him in the style of NIMH and these illustrations remind me of that.

I really enjoyed writing Ratau and I love how you've drawn him in all these iterations. The idea with the cloak pin is really clever; I like the idea of him highlighting where he was sacrificed/how he became the vessel.

All of the expressions are great, though I think my favorites are when he's happy/content/a little smug. After all he's been through he deserves it.

Thanks so much for sending these; I'll take a look at the next page!

[yxngbxkkie]

Aaah, those drunk confession prompts are so cute😊💞

You asked to send some in so I thought Binnie would fit 12 or 14, since he's such a silly cutie. Your writing is always the best, I hope you have a lovely day!! :) thank you <3

binnie is absolutely perfect for both prompts, so that's what i did! 💓 thank you for sending a prompt in! i hope you like it! 🥰

12. "I'm seeing you twice. Oh, now I can give all my love to even more of you."

14. "You're so adorable. I want to pick you up and never let you down."

~

"Y/N!" Minho screams your name, and you can hear him drag his feet.

You push yourself off of the bed, pausing the YouTube video you're watching. "Yeah?!" You scream back, opening the door to your room.

"Come get your boyfriend!" He says to you, rounding the corner.

"Changbin isn't my boyfriend," you tell him again. You cross your arms over your chest while leaning against the doorframe.

He smiles at you, pushing your shoulder playfully. "How do you know I was talking about Changbin, hm??" He teases you before walking into your room.

"Because the seven of you constantly call him my boyfriend," you remind him, turning your body to see Minho flop himself on your bed.

"The two of you are smitten with each other. You might as well call him your boyfriend," he shrugs his shoulders, leaning on his hands.

"Anyway, why do I need to go get him?" You ask Minho, tucking some hair behind your ear.

Your friend sits up fully, resting his arms against his thighs. "He's drunk and won't stop yelling," he mentions to you. "Chan and I can only do so much to shut him up. It's your turn."

A laugh leaves your lips as you shake your head. "This is what happens when you give him alcohol. You guys don't drink that much," you playfully scold the older member.

Minho shrugs his shoulders again, the two of you walking out of your room. "I didn't come up with the idea."

You walk down the stairs, seeing the rest of the members sitting out on the little patio. Changbin hangs himself over Chan as you walk out the glass door.

"Binnie," you call out his name, gaining the rapper's attention. You giggle and wave at him, watching his eyes light up.

"Hi, Y/N! Oh my god," he giggles and pushes himself off of Chan. He rushes over to you, almost falling over a couple of times.

His hands rest on your waist as you place yours on his biceps. "Hi, Binnie," you chuckle, keeping him steady. "You doin' alright?"

He nods his head, smiling ear to ear. "I'm doing fabulous, cutie," Changbin slurs his words, his body rocking back and forth.

"You want to go inside with me? We can watch your favorite show," you attempt to bribe him, gently rubbing his arm.

"Yeah! Can we cuddle?" He asks you while you lead him back into the resort.

You giggle and nod your head. "Of course, Binnie," you mention while glancing back at the other members. "G'Night, guys."

"Goodnight, Y/N!" The members wish you a good night as you loop your arm with his.

Changbin leans his head on your shoulder as the two of you make your way back to your room. "Don't fall asleep on me, handsome," you whisper to him, gently scratching his head.

"I can't wait to cuddle you," he whispers loud enough for you to hear.

Your heart flutters in your chest as you open the door to your room. You help him inside, sitting him down on the edge of the bed. You stroke his cheek for a few seconds before moving to grab him water.

"I'll be right back, okay?" You mention, and Changbin nods his head.

You quickly grab some ibuprofen from your bag, in case he needs it in the morning. You place the pills onto the end stand when you feel Changbin's eyes on you.

"What's up?" You ask him, wondering if he needs anything.

He smiles at you and reaches for one of your hands. "I'm seeing you twice," he giggles, leaning back against the pillows. "Oh! Now I can give all my love to you even more."

A giggle leaves your lips, and you shake your head. "Drink some water, Binnie," you tell him, twisting the cap off for him.

He pouts lightly before complying. You watch him carefully, making sure he doesn't spill it on himself. "You know… you're so adorable. I want to pick you up and never let you down."

"You must really like me, hm?" You ask him, grabbing the water bottle from him. You set it down next to the ibuprofen before climbing into bed next to him.

"I like you so much," he confesses, tilting his head to look at you.

You smile fondly at him, moving some of his hair out of his face. "You're cute, Binnie. I like you too," you tell him, pressing a kiss on his forehead.

Changbin nuzzles his head into your neck, releasing a hum. His buff arms wrap around your waist, pressing your body against his. "If I remember, I'll take you out to breakfast," he whispers into your neck.

"Okay, Binnie-baby. I'll hold you to it," you laugh, combing your fingers through his hair again.

~

tagging: @thewxntersoldier @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8 @like-a-diamondinthesky @prettymiye0n

[its-short-for-jackalope]

Hey! You there, scrolling by!

Are you a Tin Can Bros fan?

Are you one of the ✨️tinlightened souls✨️ who helped the Bros fund their kickstarter campaign to bring tinlightenment to all?

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We did it, y'all! The kickstarter is 110% funded and we have a glorious season to look forward to in celebration of TCB's 10th anniversary!

I've been doing drawing requests for backers of $5 or more for the last few weeks, and to celebrate our tinlightenment, I would like to offer even more drawings!

They're a lot of fun to do and the prompts are quite helpful for one as indecisive as yours truly!

Here're some completed requests, just to give you an idea of what you could be getting...

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I'll be accepting these requests from now to Saturday, March 9th at midnight EST, so shoot me a message or send me an ask to get your request in before then! <3

[colourstreakgryffin]

asks are open!😘 How would L lawliet react with a shy I mean very shy girlfriend shes short about 5'2. And recently joined the task force to help her boyfriend

💕L💕

Omllll yeeessss! Another Death Note request! Let’s go, I like L too and I was waiting for him! Let’s do it!

Lawliet L

L was very against you trying to join the Task Force. This is definitely the most dangerous case in human history and you’re the last person he wants to risk to try solve it. He doesn’t care to risk his own life, but not yours

When L loves something or someone, it’s permanent and it’s strong, he was very against Watari joining, but he knows he needs Watari and the older man is not as included. L is a stubborn man and he won’t fold to your persistence

How did you manage to get onto the Task Force? L had no choice but to let you join, Light already seen you and his hands were tied by the members thinking a new Detective has joined. He couldn’t fly you out since it’d draw far too much suspicion. For the first time ever, the world’s best detective was stunned as he had to agree on terms he didn’t make

L supposes he doesn’t really mind having you around, it’s bad but not as bad. You’re intelligent, your skilled and you know how to handle yourself. Though, he isn’t a fan of you being apart of the Kira case for obvious reasons

Repeat it, L loves short girls so his significant other being shorter than him is like his actual dream. They are cuddle-sized and easy to keep track off. Even with how hunched he is, L is still packing quite the height and he towers you so suspect him to rest his chin on your head

“Aaah~ my favourite pillow has arrived. I am aware that I’m using your head as a headrest, you’re a suitable ‘small bean’ for the task. Why yes, I do remember what people your height are called and I’m called a ‘beanstalk’”

L is not a teaser about height, he’s a helper. You’re struggling to reach something high, he’ll get it for you. He will analyse the situation and suggest using a step next-time but at the end of the situation, he’ll help in anyway he can

L is a introvert so he understands your overall timidity. If you don’t want to be around the others, he will set up a private room for you that none of the members can access, including him if wanted. He has the money and power to do whatever the fuck he wants, and he is the spoiling type of boyfriend

Yes, I mean that L would send you money if you need it, he will rush around the headquarters to find your favourite blanket, he’s out the door the moment you mention a milkshake you’re carving. He will do stuff for you since you do so much for him, by merely being apart of his life and changing from him a glorified machine to a real human

The way you shyly approach him and Light to hand over the documentation files Watari gave to you whilst he was baking, is just so cute. Internal L is laying on the floor joyous at how adorable you behave, whilst external is politely thanking you

L isn’t built with any muscles(besides dem legs for real) but he isn’t above being protective over you, because he is. Light scared you with that one time he impersonated Kira to a horrifyingly good degree, L is gonna calmly argue with him then get into a fight

“Light. Could you please silence your strangely accurate impersonation of Kira. You’re frightening Dokusha— Hm? What reason do I have to ask of such a request? Well. She’s my partner in business and in life, she is important. Don’t do anything like that again”

L is slowly growing accustom to affection, please give him a break if he doesn’t respond or give it back. He does like it, he just isn’t trained nor knowledgeable enough in couple things. He puts research on those topics into his list so he can do better for you

Though, nobody else can do these things with L. Hold his hand, brush his hair, hug him. Nothing like that is allowed for anybody besides you and well to a degree, Watari but that’s different. You are always allowed in his private research room, most of the time, he wants you there besides him as he works

A cute weird thing L lets you do is latch onto his back. He does have a BAD back from the ten+ years of hunching but he loves feeling you clung onto him like a Koala. You are too shy to do it around the members but that won’t stop L from throwing you onto his back himself. He misses it

L keeps track of everything you like, do and more. He basically has a encyclopaedia of you and can recall every little detail. To him, knowing you like the process of scrubbing through hours worth of camera footage, is important as it shows how devoted he is to you

So tell him everything. He won’t forget any piece of info and he’ll write it down later as a needed backup, like he does for everything else non-Dokusha related. There’s two parts of his mind; Detective and Dokusha. He likes the Dokusha section a lot more

L is very loyal. Do you think he has anybody else waiting? Most women call him a freak for his looks and/or behaviour. You’re his one and only, he can’t throw you away, he just wants you sat besides him all the time. Where he can turn around and know you’re still with him

L shares his sweets with you more, as compared to somebody like Light, and you know he’ll get Watari to deliver whatever you want, whilst the other members get only what L requests for them. You are treated specially and he could care less that it makes him seem favouritistic, he is

L has a habit of mimicking you, kinda like a child. He follows you since your word is a lot more trustworthy. When you eat vegetables and meats with a smiley reaction, he is eating it too whilst waiting for your praise (Watari would struggle here, and he is a bit frustrated that his son listens to his gf, not his father

“Good morning— hm? I seem frustrated. Well… I am. Why is that? Don’t pretend like you don’t know the answer to that question, Dokusha. Yes, yes. I understand you fully. You don’t want me to die but this is my profession, and you shouldn’t be apart of this case. It’s too dangerous, you know how intense my feelings for you are”

[soaps-mohawk]

Hi love! First of, how are you feeling? How was your day?

Secondly, oh my god!!! The Sims build of how everything looked!! Rory, you're amazing. It all looks so good! Pretty close to how I imagined it. Thank you so much for putting even more time and effort into this story 🧡

I hope you don't mind me asking, but I was really curious. Do you have any pets? I know some of us had sent you asks with their pets, and it got me thinking if you have any.

Sending you lots of love along with a picture of my cat 🧡🧡

This is late, and it's being answered at like 8 AM but my day yesterday was alright. Had to stay late at work but whatever. Money lmao. I'm feeling alright. It's been cooler for a little bit which has been nice, but also it's going to get hot again next week so that's fun. (Not really, I hate it).

Aaah thank you!! I'm glad you liked it!! I love building in the Sims so it's been fun to do all the builds and bring the settings of the story to life.

I do! I have a dog. She's my old baby. I'd post a photo but I'm on my laptop. She's a red heeler and she's 12 years old, and her name is Honey Badger (yes named after that video).

Aaaah I love them so much 😍 give some scritches for me!!!

[yugsly]

HELLO thank you everyone for sending me asks so often, I love that you are all so passionate- I want to keep answering, but I am SO busy lately, I'm so sorry! You might have noticed I've barely posted art these past few months! Between Great God Grove and VISCERA OBJECTICA work, my schedule is Quite Packed... aaah! I also appreciate the asks about wanting me to draw more Fear & Hunger fanart, I will tell you right now that I very much want to draw more fanart, and love that you guys care enough to message me about it. I still love the game and would LOVE to do more when I have time. That being said, go ahead and keep sending me asks. I'll try to dedicate some time to answering a few asks every couple of days!! And try to post more comic snippets, as well. THANKS

[slavhew]

i love seeing all the art you make of your sona (/ yourself i think?) and dirk! might need to get my own dirk in my head soon (also i realize it was a while ago by now but congratulations on passing that physiology exam!)

AAAH ANON THIS SAT IN MY ASKBOX FOREVER. THANK YOU!! i also in the meanwhile passed pathophysiology and cleared the requirements to leave this year behind! and your ask felt like a good luck charm all the while haha.

always charmed to get an ask about the selfship in the askbox 🥰 genuinely 10/10 can recommend. long bike rides are much more interesting when you can pick apart a theme with a little guy stuck on the back seat. or have a convenient mouthpiece for some pre-exam encouragement.

thank you for sending this :] even if it did take me forever to get to it... a month of heatwaves + exams right after did their thing i guess haha. if you still see this, please take these goobers