#ASK ME

[skitterplant]

hi :D sorry if this is rude/sounds like im nagging, but are you planning on continuing overshadowed? it was one of my favorite dca fics, but its totally fine if you dont continue it! i just hope you do cause its really good ^_^

Hi! Truth be told I've been on the hiatus for a loooong while now (duh), but I do want to continue it. Had a rush of energy lately! No promises about the "when", but have some complementary scribbles for OS Sun and Moon

They live in my head like you don't even know--

[bixels]

Have you watched kpop demon hunters?

Yeah, it’s really good. Highly recommend.

[e-vay]

What do you think Aurora's Fashion Would be Like when she was a teen? The 90's, 2000's, Or 2010's?

This is how Aurora dressed as a teen:

This style doesn't really match any of those decades but if I had to pick I guess I would say a cross between Y2k and 2010s, with the bare midrift + hot pink looks of the 2000s paired with the layering of tights/leggings+shorts that was trendy during the 2010s.

[a-rabid-snake]

Can we see fischstick again please?

A loving bite :D

[sleepytrashred]

bro i need more fluffy cursed germany LOL

Here's a gift, sleep deprived Germany

I think he loves his life!

[gypbitch]

Hi, I’m a teenage male and I’ve been lurking on radblr for a while, and wanted to ask you something if you don’t mind.

Your blog has opened my eyes to how much misogyny is ingrained in our society.

What can I do about this issue? Is there any way for me to be one of the “good” men?

Sorry for bad English. Thank you for reading this

I'm so sorry, but my inbox was stuffed, like a hundred asks.

What can you do about this issue?

Spread awareness is a good step. Signing petitions in support of women, putting up stickers and posters about women's issues, talking to people about it, posting online, going to protests, and even wearing clothing items in support (pins, patches, etc)

Knowing who you're buying from. Companies such as AT&T, Amazon, Coca-Cola, Verizon, T-Mobile, etc have donated to anti-abortion funds.

Avoid pornography and prostitution. Speak up about the abuse in the industry and the trafficking going on.

Avoid artists who have done some evil things. (Kanye, Diddy, Johnny Depp, Hitler, etc)

Make molesters, rapists, and pedophiles uncomfortable. Trip them, put toilet water in their bottle, etc.

Is there a way to be a "good" man?

I'm biased due to cultural reasons.

My best example of a "good" man is my grandpa, who refused to fight in a war against "the spread of communism", makes every meal for my grandma (Thank god), does half of the chores, and is not a bigot.

You don't gotta make every meal, but you at least have to cook regularly.

Knowing how to do EVERY chore. You can divide chores evenly, but if your roommate leaves, you've got to know how to do their chores too.

Proper hygiene. Clean ass and everything.

Open-minded, ain't a bigot.

In the know about politics. It controls the very water you drink.

Always wonder why people are telling you the things they are. If you don't know their motive, then you don't know if it's a lie.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

probably will be FORCED by Pomp And Circumstance to go to the CLOWN HOSPITAL, for a CLOWN INJURY (may or may not be An ALLEGEDLY Fractured Foot...a MOURNFUL MALADY incurred in the most PATHETIC and LAPSIDAISICAL Fashion of TRAGICALLY UNFASHIONABLY Events......

Anyway. Forgot what I was saying. Buy me 1/25th of an x-ray or whatnot I guess

[bixels]

Ur dedication 2 yuri despite not being a lesbian is nobel and honorable. I will take up the mantel, as a lesbian, to find a yaoi to pursue in your name.

[e-vay]

Has Aurora ever had a moment where she thought that her light powers are a curse?

Not necessarily a curse, but initially she thinks it's a pretty useless power. She already doesn't think she's much help, and then she's like "Great, what good is glowing gonna do?"

But after taking optics/physics lessons with Tails, she learns that "light" consists of more than just what we can see with our eyes, and that if she can learn how to manipulate different frequencies, there's almost no limit to what she can do with her powers! But I suppose, in a way, having to learn so much physics and doing so much homework can be considered a curse haha. But she's thankful for the support.

[a-rabid-snake]

How do you think Watcher and Monk would look sleeping together ? Also, if it wasn't for the rain, do you think their sleeping/waking schedules would be similar to each other or notably different?

I think they would have slept together, cuddling up, and always made the Watcher feel as safe as possible.

Just looking at what the Watcher has experienced, he is not only afraid of loneliness, but also has problems with sleep, nightmares, sleepwalking, or simply not getting enough sleep

Monk is his psychologist who calms and supports him

[noorpersona]

Hear me out. Giving bokuto or ushijima their first bj in their early 20s. They’re just so busy all the time and once they finally meet you, how do you think It would go down?

You've been heard and its fantastic lolol

I hope you enjoy my love <333

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Anon Ask: Bokuto (NSFW)

The door creaked open, and Bokuto stepped inside with a quiet, exhausted sigh. His duffel bag was slung over one broad shoulder, and his varsity jacket hung haphazardly off him, half-zipped like he hadn’t even bothered to fix it. His hair was still damp from a post-practice shower, curling slightly at the ends, and the faint scent of soap and something distinctly him wafted across the room.

When he spotted you sitting cross-legged on the edge of his bed, his whole face changed. The tension in his shoulders softened, and a slow, sleepy smile spread across his lips.

"Hey," he said, voice rough and warm from hours of practice. "Didn't expect you to wait up."

You shrugged lightly, trying to keep it casual even though your heart squeezed at the sight of him—tired, flushed, and somehow still so beautiful. "Missed you," you admitted.

His smile deepened, fondness glowing in his golden eyes. Dropping his bag by the door, he kicked off his shoes with a lazy nudge and trudged over to you.

The mattress dipped under his weight as he collapsed beside you with a soft grunt, leaning heavily against you. His head found its way to your shoulder, his body curling toward you instinctively, seeking your warmth like a magnet.

"I'm so tired," he mumbled, words slurring slightly against your shirt.

You threaded your fingers through his damp hair, nails scraping lightly against his scalp. He melted instantly, a low, content hum vibrating from his chest.

"Poor baby," you teased gently, though your heart ached with how worn down he was. He always gave everything—on the court, in class, with his teammates. There was never anything left for himself.

He huffed a quiet laugh against you. "Missed you too, y'know."

You smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of his head.

For a while, you just sat there, letting him soak in your presence. You could feel the weight of his exhaustion, the way his body sagged against yours, trusting you to hold him up.

After a long moment, you shifted slightly, your hand trailing down from his hair to cup his cheek, tilting his face up to look at you.

His eyes were heavy-lidded, lips slightly parted. So open. So vulnerable.

You leaned in, kissing him softly at first, your lips brushing over his in a slow, lingering touch. Bokuto sighed into your mouth, his large hands finding your waist, gripping you gently like he couldn’t bear not to touch you.

The kiss deepened naturally, lazy and warm, until you were shifting to straddle his lap, feeling the solid weight of him beneath you. Your hands slid down his chest, over the faint ridges of his stomach, until they hovered at the waistband of his jeans.

When your fingers brushed the growing tent forming there, he gasped softly against your mouth, hips jerking up slightly into your palm.

You pulled back just enough to look at him—his cheeks flushed, pupils wide, breathing shallow.

The thought struck you all at once. A way to take care of him. To give him something back.

"Let me take care of you tonight," you whispered.

Confusion flickered across his face. "You don't have to—"

You silenced him with another kiss, even deeper this time, pouring everything you felt into it—all the longing, all the tenderness, all the need.

When you pulled back, his breath caught audibly. His pupils were blown wide, cheeks flushed a soft pink.

You slid off the bed and knelt between his legs, resting your hands lightly on his thighs.

His breath hitched. "Wait—you… you don't—"

"I want to," you murmured, voice steady, fingers tracing slow circles against the thick muscle of his thighs.

Bokuto looked like he wanted to argue, but the words caught in his throat. He nodded instead, swallowing hard.

You reached for the button of his jeans, popping it open with deft fingers. His breathing grew ragged as you tugged the zipper down, his cock straining against the fabric.

When you freed him, he was already hard, twitching slightly under the cool air and your intense gaze.

You smiled up at him—gentle, reassuring—and leaned in to press a soft kiss against the head of his cock.

He gasped, his hips jerking slightly before he forced himself to stay still, fists clenching in the blanket.

"Holy shit," he whispered, voice barely a breath.

You took your time, trailing kisses down his length, licking slow, teasing stripes along the underside. Every little sound he made—the sharp inhales, the choked-off moans—made your stomach flutter.

When you finally wrapped your lips around him, sinking down slowly, his whole body shuddered.

"F-Fuck…" he whimpered, head tipping back against the bed, throat working as he swallowed thickly.

You set a slow, steady rhythm, bobbing your head while your hand stroked what your mouth couldn't reach. Your free hand stayed firm on his thigh, feeling every tremor, every tiny twitch.

Bokuto was a mess almost immediately, biting his lip hard enough to turn his knuckles white, trying desperately to keep quiet. His hips jerked despite himself, tiny, helpless movements you easily accommodated.

When you glanced up at him, the sight nearly undid you—his flushed cheeks, the glassy sheen in his eyes, the way he looked at you like you were something holy.

"I'm gonna…" he panted, voice breaking. "Gonna cum… if you…"

The desperate edge in his voice made something snap inside you.

You moaned softly around him, then picked up the pace—bobbing your head faster, taking him deeper with each stroke. Your hand worked in tandem with your mouth, twisting gently at the base as you sucked harder, tongue flicking against the sensitive underside.

Bokuto cried out, head falling back against the bed, chest heaving with ragged breaths. His thighs tensed under your palms, muscles trembling as he fought to keep himself grounded.

"F-Fuck, baby…" he gasped, voice cracking, hips jerking up despite himself. "I'm… I'm—"

With a shuddering groan that was almost a whimper, Bokuto came hard, hips stuttering helplessly as he spilled hot and heavy into your mouth. You swallowed carefully, easing him through it, the sounds he made—broken, vulnerable—searing themselves into your memory.

You kept your movements slow and gentle until he sagged back against the bed, completely spent, every muscle in his body quivering with the aftermath.

When you finally pulled back, wiping the corner of your mouth with the back of your hand, you looked up at him through your lashes.

He stared down at you like you’d personally rewritten the laws of physics, wide-eyed and flushed, chest still rising and falling rapidly.

"You're…" he croaked, still breathless. "You're amazing."

You climbed back onto the bed, and Bokuto immediately dragged you into his arms, cradling you against his chest like he never wanted to let you go.

"Stay," he whispered, voice raw.

"Wasn't planning on leaving," you murmured against his skin, pressing a kiss to his racing heart.

He held you tighter, burying his face in your hair, soaking in your warmth, your presence—everything he’d missed without even realizing it.

And for once, there was nowhere else either of you needed to be.

[hheisa]

PLEASE READ:

- You can ask me anything or about my Sans au (Anx, Mint, Wingless or Echo).

- Responses might be very late because I tend to get distracted a lot with other things I like and I also have other stuff to do in my life.

- Please avoid asking the question in the comments of this post; the button to send a question is on my profile just bellow the description.

- I tend to make mistakes a lot when writing... Sorry about that.

Can't wait! =D

[shadqw-milk]

I want

2 Pineapple pizzas

3 milks shakes 2 chocolates and 1 strawberry

12 pcs of fried chicken

Pork Ham

3 Large Fries

Heehee… Please let's stop with the jokes~

[lizaisdrawing]

The BOYS

Also I post on twitter now! Same name 🙏

[melanirana]

How does Eclipse discipline his kids? From little things like the boys getting into little spats with each other to if one of them were to put themselves into a dangerous situation just for mischief.

Eclipse got creative when it came to discipline his kids, they're quite durable