#I have to go paint some walls now

[sudden-memory-loss]

1, 5 and 17! 🤩

ohhhh ty!!!!

1. when and how did you get into hermitcraft?

as I mentioned briefly in one of the other asks, in April (I think) of last year, I was casually scrolling through my feed and found beef propaganda from cassberry (who I will not tag again)! I knew beef vaguely from other minecraft things and wanted a new SpIn, so after chatting with cass for a bit, I decided to give it a go! and loved it pretty much instantly. I'd been seeing dsmp stuff on my dash for ages and though it seemed kind of interesting, it was also way too angsty for me, so hermitcraft was perfect really cause it's just so chill and friendly.

5. favourite duo, trio or group?

oh, you know it has to be team ZIT(S). nothing makes me happier than seeing those boys hanging out and being friends; every time I see them appear in each other's videos, I get all flappy. though I will say - I know they're not exclusively hc but they are adjacent - team canada holds such a special place in my heart. you would not believe how excited I got when I saw that first starblight desert episode come out. oh! and soup group. can't forget soup group. and boatem. okay look there's lots of very good groups djgdjk.

17. have any episodes you constantly go back to? which ones?

zed's season 7, especially the first episode! I've restarted that season like 3 or 4 times now, though I still haven't finished it. it's just so chill and fun and I love zed's brand of humor so much. I've also actually frequently rewatched gems first episode for season 9. she did such a great job with it, plus the friendship between her and impulse was part of what made me love hermitcraft so much.

also here are some cheaty answers, because they're either not a video or not totally hermitcraft.

I have rewatched naked and scared season 23, episode 5 like. several times. that bit with the endermen and the yelling and the 'THERE IS NO TOMORROW, THERE IS ONLY RIGHT NOW' and 'dippledop! you are the liability this season!' is just so funny to me. that whole season is impeccable

I will also say, the decked out 1 testing streams with zed and tango are absolutely on loop for me. and I could spend like an entire day just watching JITS phasmo streams (which is partially to do with how much I love phasmo, but yk jdgdk)

[the-alan-price-combo]

An Animals diorama I made, based on the Pop Gear music video of "House of the Rising Sun"!!

🌅🐾✨️

(Detailed pictures under the cut!)

[corvidexoskeleton]

Honestly i should probably just slowly start moving my stuff from my bedroom into the spare room ive been staying in for over a year now. Like i know damn well theyre not gonna fix the fucking wall, and i just have my desk and computer in the spare room. Not even a dresser or closet space or a shelf. Or any of my hobby supplies

[burningcomputerpersona]

my cds (and cassette tape) finally arrived in the mail today!!

[fisheito]

Imagine you have to set up yakumo's enclosure for the next couple months. How do you set it up and what do you put in there?

oh NO.! THE PROPPHECY HAS BEenm FUFILLED

i am standing in my room, leggies rooted to the floor. i am in shock .frozen and i have no idea how to proceed. there is a perpetual pathetically sobbing serpent under my blankie.

[kerosene-saint]

my bedroom is such a fucking weird room

[girlivealwaysbean]

so tired of being a shitty bandaid for my parents' loneliness. like have u ever considered you passed your curse to me and some days i feel so lonely it's like i can't breathe around the emptiness in my chest????

[llitchilitchi]

Your watercolor piece is so BEAUTIFUL!!! its so hard to see fanart of traditional media and you absolutely *ate* with that one 🥹 the colors are so delicate and i love all the white space you left in between

aaaaa thank you!! always happy to see people be excited about traditional art :D

[batz]

love this lil corner of my room now with the painted walls:) a bit of a Green moment a Teal moment

[bitchfitch]

For all the teething I've been doing on Pavo and Esti i haven't been able to like, actually write any thing for them recently mostly because I've been Busy.

But also because I'm snapping between like 3 ideas for them at terminal velocity and haven't been able to actually get anything written for them and it's like having pumas bouncing around my skull at mach fuck as though theyre house cats at 2 am when you're trying to sleep,

[raeofgayshine]

I’ve been itching to do some crafting lately but I had no real ideas on what to make and I guess my brain got tired of that because I spent several hours today creating stencils, covering them in tape to protect them, tracing them, cutting things out and coloring four different sizes of question marks.

You know, because like a normal person I want my room to look like Riddler fucking exploded all over it. And I am so tickled by the idea that I can make a few of these at a time and put them up, so that it’s like a slow takeover. And also that they will probably look different over time which furthers that they didn’t all go up at once. And of course I am thrilled thinking about Riddler spending days upon days locked up in his apartment hand making question marks for every riddle room, because of course he is extra like that. And as I make mine I get to be just like him for real.

[dinitride-art]

Me: why is it taking me so long to draw this (completely normal) cute miwi comic?

Me doing the writing, lines, lettering, and colouring for 27 pages myself.

Me: right. Comics are… a lot of work.

[mollyrolls]

highlights from my notes app. 30/79 and i couldn’t even finish the last chapter

⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖ AKAASHI KEIJI

undone ⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖

she would do anything for her best friend. including, but not limited to, pretending to be his girlfriend, so he can get the attention of the girl of his dreams, as much as it hurts

PAIRING: akaashi x fem reader

STATUS: complete

TAGS/WARNING: unrequited love, fake dating, angst, pining, friends to lovers, university au, language, alcohol use, warnings may change

MDNI: will contain adult content (marked in chapter)

TAGLIST: complete this form to be added

PREVIEW: real

CHAPTER ONE: evidence

CHAPTER TWO: complications

CHAPTER THREE: close

CHAPTER FOUR: truths

CHAPTER FIVE: plans

CHAPTER SIX: act

-> SEQUEL

[whoslaurapalmer]

still have not heard back from The Government, debating calling them again but unsure if that is, Okay, but meanwhile!! I didn't call the pharmacy yesterday so I must call them. today. I can do that. I can so totally do thatttttttttt

[simonz-angel]

jusss know simon loves lettin his plush mama ride up on his 🍆

his eyes drop, memorizing every curve, every dimple of cellulite, every drip of sweat. he paints it behind his lids, letting his pupils soak it up and press it into the front of his brain. you’re perfect, bouncing on his cock like some lil bunny.

“jus’… jus’ like that, baby, takin’ it so well,” he puffs, thick accent drawling in n out of syllables. he can barely breathe with the way your soft, pliable walls squish and hug around his cock, sucking him in tiiighht.

and his hands press at the soft globes of your ass, forcing himself deeper with every drop of your hips. forcing you to really fuckin’ take it all, feel it all.

your soft belly bounces, the pretty rolls highlighting in a luminescent glow as sweat shines, your thighs cup his hips, the thick, plump skin cresting over his hipbones in some sorta cast. and your heavy tits bounce, lifting and falling with every fuckin’ movement.

gahhh, he’s on the verge of filling you up fuckin’ full, ready to pump you up with a sweet lil baby. hand smoothing over your ribs to cup at the underside of your breast, he likes to press his fingers into the soft skin, pinch at your nipple just to have you going shrill on his cock.

“look so goddamn sweet, honey,” he gasps, knees locking up before his heels are settling into the bed, hips meeting yours halfway. and the way you squeal has him laughing, chuckling at your expense. “want me to fill you up, baby? or should i cover your pretty tits? fuuuckk.”

now imagine some tit!fuckin or thigh… yeah lemme lemme not get into allat.

[thalwri]

STUFF ME!

synopsis: your mission to collect intel on an auction seems to be going well until sylus catches an unexpected jealous streak.

warnings: porn no plot, couch sex, creampie, super loud possessive sex

wc: 1,2k

sylus was not a jealous man. he wasn’t.

he knew himself as a well assured person without much that could deter him. he knew you were capable of handling yourself well in any situation and that you were loyal to him just as he was to you.

but for some reason he couldn’t figure out why he felt a small agitating tick in his neck when he watched your flirt with an auctioneer to gather information for him. the way you smiled at him, the fact that his grimy hands touched you on your arm, his mere presence within your vicinity– it was maddening.

and that was why– just a floor above the auction hall in your hotel suite– he was balls deep inside you.

you hadn’t even managed to reach the bedroom before your clothes slipped off, your lips were attached to each other, and your hands wandered all over to places only you two had the privilege of touching.

your nails were deep enough to make sylus’ back bleed for how hard he was ploughing into you. his face was buried in your pretty breasts, swollen with arousal and slick from his tongue sucking harsh love bites onto you, bounced with each slap of your hips snapping together.

“sy– wait–“ you hiccuped but your pleas fell to deaf ears. you were overstimulated, overwhelmed and yet so hungry for more.

that relentless goal to drill his cock into you and stuff you until you were only capable of saying his name drove you insane. you didn’t think he’d get this jealous. you didn’t even know it was possible.

“i didn’t like– ah– how he was looking at you.” halfway through the route to painting you with his cum for the second time, sylus’s jealousy had long faded. now he was just relishing in enjoying you– enjoying the process of bringing you to exhaustion just from pleasuring you.

he gave your lips a long sloppy kiss, imagining torturing your clit with his tongue and feeling your walls tighten around his fingers. he knew how much you loved it, and he loved seeing you squirm. your tongues swirled and bumped, leaving you both so wet and hot.

“wanted– fuck, sy– wanted you to–“ you were babbling at that point reaching orgasm number three, all while feeling empty because he decided to punish you by cumming on you instead of deep inside knowing how much you loved it. he was being so, so cruel. leaving you so soaked with your only way of leaking on him is with your own slick and the ring of cream decorating his thick cock.

your back arched just as he bullied his tip consistently at that deliciously vicious pace right on your sweet, sensitive spot. and yet, it felt so tender at the same time. his lips peppered your skin like butterflies tickling your skin, his thumbs massaged your hips while his grip tightened in the gradual slip to lose control. 

“so warm,” his hips pounded into yours at your favourite angle to the point where his heavy sacks were slapping your skin, making that familiar wet plap! plap! plap! noise with the squelches of your soaked pussy being rammed into. “you looked so good tonight, sweetie.”

you couldn’t do anything other than moan out, clawing your nails on his back, fruitlessly sucking on the muscle of his shoulder to not be so loud. the walls weren’t that thick and if room service came by to deliver the meals you had preordered earlier that night, they’d hear the most obscene sounds imaginable. 

the most lewd cries and babbling rambles escaping your pretty lips.

“gonna– gonna cu– god, please sy!” you whined as your walls clenched around his cock for the nth time that night. if your teeth weren’t clamped onto his shoulder you wouldn’t have seen him almost vibrate from the feeling of your pussy almost sucking the cum right out of him. 

“don’t worry– f-fuck–“ he moaned, slowly drawing back to plough his cock back into your weeping cunny. now he was just being mean. his eyes were slowly rolling back as he neared his edge. “ ‘m close too.”

it was just too good to pull out, too good to torture you more and more when he could sink deep in you nice and snug and decorate your walls like a fucking picasso. he just knew that image would beat any form of art. and that was just a loud reminder of how he was completely at your mercy. everything you wanted, he would give.

if his eyes could form heart shapes, he’d be the most love drunk, pussy drunk sucker that would do anything and everything for you. he wanted to spend hours tending to your needs and desires and satiating your insatiable greed for him.

his hand reached down to your aching clit to mercilessly rub circles and pinch at it like his favourite toy. a whimper slipped through your lips from the friction of your wetness between your clit and his fingers. if his relentless pounding wasn’t enough to tip you over the edge you were sure the stimulation to your raw bud would make you pass out.

your babbles turned into complete incomprehensible nonsense mixed with your lewd, slutty moans sounding like a symphony to sylus, just enough to give you one final thrust to bring you to an intense, explosive climax.

a hoarse cry ripped from your throat as your head threw back from the sheer pleasuring force, driving you into a pleasure-fuelled craze. not seconds after, thick hot cum spurted into you like a current washing into a shore.

your fluttering cunny took his seed squeezing around his cock to milk all of it out of him until he shot countless blanks. sylus continued to pound his cum deep into you, fucking you both through your orgasms.

felt so fucking good– so disrespectfully raw and nasty that you felt your stomach tighten and your hips buck against his, squelching the excess cum all over the couch. 

as the thrill began to ebb away, your breathless pants evened out. you moved your hands to stroke sylus’ back in bliss, kissing all the areas you brutally marked and bit him. sylus gently returned the gesture with his massages around your hips, cock still hard, twitching and throbbing, leaking his cum into you.

“i got intel,” you murmured. he groaned into your neck, and indication for you to say more. “the auction’s a dud. the weapons are all rip offs.”

a deep chuckle rumbled into your skin. “knew it.” his grip on your hips tightened as he readjusted his position on the couch to throw your legs onto you before trapping you beneath him with his cock twitching with fervent desire.

“good job, sweetie,” he pecked your lips with satisfaction then kissed you again, swiping your swollen lips with his tongue. “i think i��ll take care of getting intel from now on.”

it was safe to say you weren’t going to go back to that auction. or leave the suite until you were stuffed to the brim.

a/n: lemme feed you guys some good straight up smut