#I am not proud of where I was then BUT I am proud that I've grown in some way

[woozinhos]

biggest congratulations on 700 followers my love seeing ur growth has been lovely <3

can u write that dk request where they were interrupted by their baby but with shua this time? I’d love to see him in this situation <3333

once again I’m so proud of u don’t work too hard xx

you’re too sweet thank you so much please request more of these things guys I love writing these types of stories <3

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Joshua opened the door to your shared bedroom, a wide smile on his face as he entered. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like forever, and now that the two of you finally had some time alone, he was excited to take advantage of it.

"Hey babe," he said, his eyes roaming over your body. "Looks like we finally have some alone time." He walked over to the bed and sat down beside you, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair out of your face.

"It's been so long," he murmured, his fingers trailing down your neck and across your collarbone. "I've missed being with you like this."

He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, his hand moving to rest on your hip. He pulled you closer to him, his body already beginning to respond to your proximity. Joshua's kisses grew more passionate as he pulled you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist to hold you close. He kissed you hungrily, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hands roamed over your body. He broke the kiss for a moment, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looked up at you. "I need you," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I need to feel you."

"I need you too," you replied, your voice soft and breathless. You could feel the heat of his body against yours, and the familiar feeling of his arousal pressing against you. Joshua groaned at your words, his hands moving to the hem of your shirt. He began to pull it up, revealing your bare skin to him. "You have no idea how much I've missed this," he said, his eyes raking over your body. Joshua was practically trembling with desire as he removed your shirt, his hands shaking slightly as he reached out to touch you. His fingers traced the curves of your body, his eyes dark with need.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "So perfect." He pulled you in for another kiss, his hands roaming over your back and down to your hips. He couldn't get enough of you, and it was driving him wild with lust. As Joshua continued to kiss you, his hands moved to the waistband of your pants. He began to unbutton them, his fingers fumbling slightly in his eagerness to undress you.

"Off," he growled against your lips, his hands tugging at your pants. "I need you naked. I need to feel your skin against mine." You lifted your hips slightly, allowing Joshua to remove your pants and toss them aside. He let out a low groan as he took in the sight of you, his eyes raking over your nearly naked body.

"Fuck," he breathed, his hands sliding up your thighs. "You're so gorgeous like this. All spread out and ready for me." Joshua leaned in and began to kiss your neck, his lips moving down to your collarbone and then further down to your chest. His hands continued to roam over your body, exploring every inch of you.

"I can't believe how lucky I am," he murmured against your skin. "To have you all to myself like this." He nipped at your skin, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites as he made his way down your body. Joshua was losing control, his body screaming for release as he continued to worship your body with his mouth. He could feel himself growing harder with each passing moment, his desire for you overwhelming him.

"I need to be inside you," he growled, his voice rough with need. "Now." Joshua wasted no time in pulling off his own clothes, his movements hurried and impatient. He crawled back onto the bed and positioned himself between your legs, his body hovering over yours.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked, his eyes locked on yours. As Joshua began to slowly push inside you, the sound of the baby's cries filled the air. He froze, his eyes widening in surprise and frustration.

"Oh, for fuck's sake," he muttered, his forehead dropping down to rest against yours. "I was so close." Joshua let out a deep sigh as he pulled out of you and sat back, his body still tense with arousal. He rested his head on your shoulder, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"I swear, that kid has the worst timing," he muttered, his voice laced with frustration. You reached up and ran your fingers through his hair, trying to soothe him. You knew how much he had been looking forward to this moment, and you felt a pang of sympathy for him.

"It's okay," you said softly, your lips brushing against his temple. "We can try again later." You got up from the bed and put on a robe, tying it around your waist as you made your way to the nursery. The cries of the baby grew louder as you approached, and you could hear Joshua grumbling behind you.

You entered the nursery and saw the baby lying in the crib, red-faced and wailing. You picked them up and began to soothe them, rocking them gently in your arms. As you held the baby, their cries began to quiet down and they nuzzled against your chest. You smiled down at them, feeling a sense of love and tenderness wash over you. Joshua appeared in the doorway, a look of disappointment still etched on his face. He watched you holding the baby for a moment before speaking.

"You're a natural at that," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of jealousy. "Looks like I'm going to have to wait even longer to get some alone time with you."

You chuckled at his comment and gave him a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, babe," you said, adjusting the baby in your arms. "You know I'd love to continue where we left off, but someone needs me right now." Joshua sighed and leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest. "I know, I know," he grumbled. "It's just... frustrating, you know? We finally have a moment alone, and then this happens." Joshua wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling you close to him. He buried his face in your neck, inhaling your scent.

"I do need you," he murmured, his lips brushing against your skin. "More than anything right now. I can't help but feel frustrated that our alone time got interrupted." You leaned back against him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. You could sense his desire still simmering just beneath the surface, despite the interruption.

"I know you do," you said softly, turning your head to look at him. "And I'm sorry our moment got interrupted. But I promise we'll find some time for ourselves soon." Joshua nuzzled against your neck, his hands wandering over your body under the robe. "I'm holding you to that promise," he whispered, his breath hot against your skin.

[robolvrr]

friend you can keep ꩜ .ᐟ

jazz x prowl x gn! human reader warnings: nsfw. buzzed sex.

"this what you wanted, wasn't it? attention? couldn't shut up and let us focus, could you?"

"relax, prowler - they're drooling. awww, wait a min', that's cute!"

is this a wet dream? it feels like a wet dream. there wasn't an oracle in the universe that could have predicted such an event - and it was fitting to classify as such, grandeur and overwhelming on so many levels you swear your eyes see nothing but fuzzy interference.

"p-p-prrowwwl, puh.. slow down!"

"slow dowwwn? slow down?" he's grinning, awful asshole. he rarely does, fanged smirk infuriating and itching to be clawed away.

still, your protests are corroded, lacking bite or want. that much is obvious otherwise you wouldn't be clutching so greedily round the law enforcer's waist, babbling praises and curses that make prowl want to take you by the throat.

whereas he takes and takes, jazz on the other hand, gives.

his smile is saccharine, pleased. you can still make out his expression, mesh lips cloying while they travel in the crook of your neck in determined, practiced trails. he is the sweet to prowl's sour, soothing lovebites where his partner's teeth once dug. he knows what places make you melt.

"y'know, you about the smoothest thing i've ever heard. ain't that something?" his door wings give a proud twitch when prowl tsks, careful to squeeze your cheeks. it may have taken some coaxing and prayer but he's relieved to feel you relax when his spike bumps against your leaking hole.

"cut it out, jazz. they were a brat. they don't deserve praise right now."

something akin to a wheeze bubbles from your lips. you call him dozens of insults he doesn't bother researching. they clearly can handle their drinks better than you could.

"prowl, they're about to take both of us, like a good little sparkslut. aren't ya, babe?" his digits interlock with the paler mech's, helm canted and before long, his simmering gaze is enough to ease some of the other's disgruntlement. unlike him however, he knows you're still fragile, slowly easing the tip of his spike and hissing quiet when it bumps against the ridges of prowl's.

prowl couldn't be torn from this even if the whole building set aflame.

"say it. say you'll be good and i bet ya he'll be nicer."

"i-iiiii... i'm good! i'm good, 'mgoodsogood, so good, jazz it's. not gonna fit, not gonna, how-"

more kisses. you, prowl, jazz, you again. you're in heaven and hell.

"slow. 'll take it slow with you. wanna feel that stretch."

naturally, jazz knows you'll secrete lubricant of your own, though the challenge of the pair inside was asking a lot. he also knew you were an over-achiever and had been eyeing them the entire assignment, with the lingering boldness of your own kind's vice still a whisper in your system.

"... thereee we go!"

pain is devoured by euphoria, grinding hauling to a pause as prowl remembers not to shatter your resolve entirely. you cum, hard, because your associates are huge.

jazz checks out how you creamed, far from bored from the lack of light pink that smears his spike. he flicks a glance to prowl, who looks a mixture of angry and very turned on. he can bet his battle computer is on the fritz which explains why he's practically steaming at the jaw.

"ain't this nice?"

"can it jazz, please. just.. j-just for now. frag."

there's an inside joke which you're left out of for now. you'll ask about it when their fluids aren't soaking your uniform.

"... another round, newbie?"

they swear you squeeze them a little harder.

robolvrr 2025.

a/n: so. eat up. i know there is barely ANY content of both of them and i don't know why because they would handle you SO WELL. i am unleashing my demons for now while the weekend lasts.

[mayakern]

In light of finding out that there's actually people out there being jerks to you in your inbox, I wanted to tell you how much joy you've brought into my life without even knowing about it! My girlfriend introduced me to your art and your clothing and I've been a huge fan ever since! Your art makes me feel more comfortable in my own skin and see beauty where I hadn't thought to look before, and watching you succeed puts a smile on my face. I wish you and your wife a long and happy life full of joyful memories and interesting stories!

aw thank you, this is so incredibly sweet 🥺🥺🥺

we did have a couple ppl being weirdly combative at the combo of me asking why ppl hadn't purchased from the canada store (this was a genuine question to see if there were issues we didn't know about, which there were) and then me talking about what a rough position the business is in currently, but largely people have been nothing other than extremely kind and supportive and wonderful.

i think it often comes down to the sad reality that when a small brand like us, which is more expensive than fast fashion in large part because we use certified ethical labor, talks about our financial/sales issues in a time when most people are struggling, people sometimes get defensive.

even if i am not being aggressive or mean or blaming our customers--i am also a non-wealthy person who lived through 2024, i have not at any point been unaware of just how difficult things have gotten and i don't blame anyone for their financial situation--because of the type of business i run, seeing me or the business fail can make people feel guilty. because even tho a lot of people try not to think about it, when you buy a fast fashion shirt for $5--or when you buy several, knowing that they'll fall apart after just a few wears--there are so many "invisible" costs. knowing that you can afford a shein clothing haul because someone was, at best, paid pennies to make the garments wears a person down. knowing, too, that that piece of clothing that was made by exploiting other humans is going to end up in the trash relatively quickly also takes its toll.

for a lot of people, fast fashion is all they can afford. and also for a lot of people, they have convinced themselves that buying a higher quantity of cheap garments that will fall apart quickly is more affordable or a better deal than saving up for one more expensive piece that will last them multiple years. after all, buying a single garment that you'll wear for years doesn't give you nearly as much of a dopamine hit as getting an entire clothing haul that costs the same amount up front.

and i think because of this--because a lot of people make this choice and do not feel proud of it--when they see me or my business struggle, they project their own feelings of guilt and assume that i must be blaming them personally. that i am figuratively breathing down their neck and haunting their closets.

the truth is, i know the path i have chosen is not the easy one. i could probably make a lot more money and live a lot more comfortably if i operated on a business model that more closely resembled fast fashion. but for as long as i can afford them, i would like to stick to my ideals. and i don't blame other people for not being able to do the same.

[velvetvexations]

If it's ok, I'm going to treat your ask box like a confessional cause I don't really know where else to express this without getting eviscerated (feel free to ignore):

The label 'ex-dyke' feels very comfortable and correct for me (all the love to dykes and butches, I swear this isn't a weird conversion therapy thing, y'all are lovely). Currently, I'm a binary trans man in my 30s and the term just feels like a loving embrace of who I was when I was younger and closeted without contradicting who I am now. I had no idea that trans people existed until I was 17 (and even then it took me about a decade to come out in regards to gender), and my sexuality has been very fluid over the course of my life. I've slowly gone from being exclusively sexually attracted to women to being mostly sexually attracted to men.

When I was a teenager, I very much was a closeted baby butch, and I had a lot of internalized shame. The term 'dyke' specifically was very much used by my family to police how I dressed and acted. Even though I don't identify as a dyke, butch, or lesbian now (I'm just a binary trans man and a bear in an relatively uncomplicated way), this feels like a nice way to hold my younger self and say "so what if we were a dyke. Dykes are rad, and that's something to be proud of".

Anyway, thank you for letting me ramble about this. I really wish there was anywhere I could be open about this without fear that I'd get harassed and held up as proof that all trans men are lesphobic.

I'm really glad you found a term that's important to you~!

[spear-gsun]

Happy 20 years to the Imperishable Night

[egophiliac]

I want your opinion on something. Do you think it's better to try and the the cards of the character you like or skipping some to brench out? Like, say you're a fan of Leona. Should you try to get all of his bday card and stuff or stick to one and get other characters ssr?

personally, as much as I would like every single card...I gotta ration my keys, so I focus on my favorites!

which isn't to say that I only pull for certain characters no matter what! more that I take a good long look at every card that comes out and go "do I really want this one? like...really really want it?" (the answer is usually yes, but -- look, the art in this game is very pretty, okay)

honestly, from a gameplay standpoint, I think it doesn't matter too much whether you focus on pulling for specific characters or not. there are very, very few points where actually having a good mix of characters is important (Those Two Stages in episode 6, where I think you can use retry tickets for the easy mode? and also guest room battles if you care about those) and you'll probably end up with at least one halfway decent card per character just from doing 10-pulls and events. so even if you're only pulling for Leona cards, you'll still end up getting a bajillion other characters as well. follow your heart! chase that grumpy lion bliss! ✨🦁✨

[skitskatdacat63]

Seb comes to Fernando's bedside to cheer him up! (aka resolving my turmoil over there being no vettonso moments yesterday)(long gif!!!)

+ what if Fernando hadn't been out sick!

[vaguely-concerned]

rye in the sheltered glade with evka and antoine after destroying the blight eruption with unholy amounts of alchemical fire, looking Directly at lucanis studying a flower as it emerges undaunted from the thousand year horrors of the blight with all the guileless wonder and fascination of a little boy: yeah that's uh. wow. that is beautiful actually. this kind of does change everything doesn't it

[hailsatanacab]

Your Favourite Author's Favourite Fic

in no way is this me sneakily trying to get fic recs out of people, but here's my new tag game!

Rules! When tagged, reblog with the fic you've written that you love the most

Not the fic with the most kudos, or the most comments, or the most hits, but the fic that you're the most proud of. I'm talking about the story that kept you up at night, the one that you still think about, the one that you wish more people would read

So, it's time to show off! I strongly encourage - in fact, I demand - that you give yourself some compliments, a well-deserved pat on the back, and tell us all the reasons why it's your favourite!

Then tag five people and make them go through it, too 🥰🩷

I'll tag @wolfjackle, @tourettesdog, @gilbirda, @die-erlkonigin6083, and @thewritingowl to get us started, please and thank you!!

[teddybeartoji]

i am now officially in 2025 so happpppy happy happy new year my lovelies<333333333333 thank you for spending your time with me here thank you for letting me do whatever it is that i'm doing thank you for reading my silly little writings it all means the fucking world to me!!!!!!!!!!! i hope this new year will be gentle with all of us i hope it will be good and fun and exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hope we will all find jobs and our dream homes and i hope our health will get better aaand i hope we can all do the things we love and enjoy and that we get to hang out here aaaand that we will keep cheering each other on!!!!!!!!!!!!!I LOVE YOUUUU!!!!!!!!!!

[bookshelf-in-progress]

If I could write stories as quickly and vividly as I can envision them, I would have written at least three lovely novellas in the last week. Two of them this morning.

[literatebly]

Love the way you're running out of life (T+; 1,352)

Draco Malfoy / Harry Potter

Read here on AO3

Part of DCC Holiday Exchange, written for the loveliest @bicholsdrarrysideblog 😚

Tags:

Werewolf Draco Malfoy, Angst, Creature Fic, Obsession, Light Stalking

Summary:

Potter smells of pure magic, and Draco is teetering on the edge of sanity

A lil snippet:

The Forbidden Forest. Stonehenge. Dragons and thestrals and the Whomping Willow.  That is what Potter smells like. Like frozen pine sap. Like heated metal. Like every phase of the moon.  And it calls to Draco — to his bones, to his blood, to his essence. The call is a million hooks pulling him apart, towards something that isn’t there — or is there, sometimes, when Draco is subjected to existing in the same space as Potter. The scent of him is almost corporeal, then, as it always is on the mornings after a full moon. 

[atanxdoesstuff]

Here, some Ryley sketches ft. Cuddlefish skritches, Peeper, Bladderfish, and This Is Ozzy From The Cafeteria What The Hell Guys!

i haven't drawn in quite some time but yknow its exam phase so :/ ofc my motivation comes back when I really should be doing something else like idk study? or somethin

[moe-broey]

Fellas can you take this somewhere else. Maybe. Just not in the fucking halls. Thanks 🫡

I couldn't resist drawing out these tags I wrote on a dif post LMFAO

Moe just has...... SO many problems.......

Close-ups of my fave shots!

The elusive Líf...

[deoidesign]

just to inquire, what’s your favorite thing you sell in your shop?

i love your comic!

Oh thank you!

And my favorite thing... That's hard to answer haha

I like selling prints because I get to use my nice printer (which I love to do) and I especially love selling custom panel prints, because then I get to see people's favorite panels from my comic, which is double nice...

The most fun items to pack are the merch bundles which are themed with my books, I LOVE coming up with packaging design like this so much...

But my favorite design has gotta be one of these... Probably the patch, there.

It's really hard for me to pick!

I actually genuinely just am really passionate about product design and merch themeing, it's not only extremely fun for me but it also just really engages my brain. I love coming up with items that fit a theme, and there's no theme I love more than my own comics haha

So there's not much I could enjoy more! That's why I chose to do a merch club on patreon, it lets me get out my merch-y feelings but without overloading my storefront... Plus it's just really fun for me! I get to experiment, make little packages, and enjoy making new things.

Thank you for asking!

[krisp-xyz]

On Christmas I came out to extended family publicly and they were (surprisingly) very supportive !! especially considering my immediate family's stance on me being trans.

I got my first game dev job in December as well but most of the team was winter break so work has begun this month, and really my only other job before this outside of commissions was a job at little Caesars so it's quite the improvement :]

Thanks to this job and coming out, I'm FINALLY able to transition and my initial appointment is today !!!! (coincidentally on the same day as another friend's initial appointment too so I'm not alone)

Last year was pretty rough with the state of the game industry and me trying to enter it as a 19 year old with no prior experience, and family being increasingly transphobic towards me, but I'm really really looking forward to 2024 and just wanted to share how far I've come :] happy new year y'all