#I’ll let y’all know if I make a separate blog or not

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

You heard it loud and clear, folks! #EphemerWeek2024 is on the horizon ����✨

In acknowledgment of Ephemer’s introduction date/unofficial birthday falling on Dec 25th (aka one of the busiest times of the year), I’ll set the date of the event to the majority vote. Also consider this an informal interest check! If you’re interested in participating in the event (even just partially!), please fill out the short form below. Reblogs appreciated. Thanks in advance! ❤️💜🤍

➡️ Fill out this google form!

🧣⛓️‍💥INFO on the event

[pokemonopinionpoll]

Let’s make a Pokemon Trainer OC.

I made a post a while back about doing a poll based OC creation on this blog as a little side thing. I’ve been tinkering with my ideas and I have created a list of 5 factors for us to determine for this character. Most of which will be on tumblr, but for more personalization based polls like hair color and clothing style will be made on a separate website that allows for customized options.

They are as follows,

Region (1 of the 9 Mainline Regions. I feel like this is self-explanatory.)

Starter (I want the starter poll to have a little aspect of psuedo randomness to it. In Poll 2 I will simply ask to pick a starter TYPE and not a specific starter. Hypothetically y’all could reblog it with the region in the tags to help sway people towards the starter you want OR simply reblog it tagless and let your followers pick blindly. The choice is ultimately up to you.)

Hair Color (Will be hosted on alternate site, I have prepared a list of 20 options which i tried to make as diverse as possible. Including Natural and Technicolored/Dyed hair.)

Pronouns (Tumblr hosted poll. I know there are a lot of neopronouns that could be included into this but I’d rather keep things relatively simple and limit it to 5 options. He, She, They, Xe, & It.)

Hat (Alt Site based poll. Every protag trainer needs a cool head accessory, it’s kinda part of the deal. So once again I have made a list of 20 different styles of hats. Admittedly I don’t know fashion so i scrounged the internet for a solid 2 hours last night studying hats.)

Once we get through these polls I’ll see how we feel about continuing this project. But for now, stay tuned and stay training! 👍

[vixenpen]

Allow me to re-introduce myself

Baby, the name is VixenPen. I was, am, and always will be THAT BITCH (pronouns)

The stuff you children and white girls write about (badly) I’ve actually lived it. Having men pay for baecations for me and my girlfriend, put me up in luxury, giving me money just because I ask for it, I have ALWAYS lived the lifestyle I’ve written about. Which is why my work is so good whether I have 5 readers or 5,000. The shit I write is true (imagine being mad when you could just learn😂)

The phone I took these pics on, the outfit I’m wearing, that was all bought for me just for being ME. So, no, there is nothing y’all can say to shake me, but it’s fun watching y’all try.

Now, I started this blog just before COVID to practice my writing skills as I worked on my now published novels.

Now, as I’ve always said; my page is for BLACKKKKKKKK WOMEEEEENNNNN first and foremost and so is my entire life. I live and die by BLACK WOMEN (starting with myself) of whom I am my biggest fan. So, black women are my main target priority when I write my fics.

I write mainly NSFW and only a handful of fandoms because I live in reality and have an actual life that I enjoy so I don’t escape into a lot of fantasy worlds (no offense if that’s your thing but all offense if you can’t separate the two yet as I know many babies can’t do yet.)

Eventually, I’ll make a new Rules and Masterlist Page to start re-vamping my page, but until then, enjoy whatever work you can find and just know this: I’ve been on the internet for 24 years so nothing a bunch of children still learning cognitive functioning can DM, post in an ask box, or tag me in hurt me. I’m too grown for that 🤷🏾‍♀️

You can use every poorly constructed racial slur you can think of. I know y’all are proud of yourselves when you manage to piece them words together so I’ll let y’all have it 😂

[hoodoobarbie]

LIFE UPDATE

Mentally I feel like was been struggling to create content, art, write and even interact on social media, due to massive adhd burnout, during the past few months and year. I feel like I let y’all down but I’m slowly returning to my blogs an social media.

This blog grew super fast and which scared, then overwhelmed me. I got overstimulated and started overthinking everything. I also think I got overzealous and started too many small projects, confusing myself even more. I’m still learning that I need to keep things simplified for the good of my adhd challenged brain while struggling with executive function despite my grand ambitions. Slowing down, for the sake of clarity is something I’ll always have to work at.

Spiritually I’ve grown so much on my path in Hoodoo which has been incredible. I don’t know if I should make that a separate post for later but I just feel incredibly blessed and even more connected to myself, my people and the world around me. I’ve gotten wiser and I’m forever grateful for all things Hoodoo, it’s saved my life. I’ve watched people come in and out of this community, by way of the church, disinterest, witch wars and even psychosis. I’ve learned a great deal about myself and my own mental health, which has empowered me further. I’ve laughed, I’ve learned, I’ve thrown hands with big dogs and made peace with and gained more understanding of the metaphysical realm.

Most importantly my faith and hope in life has been restored, knowing that I no longer will be a victim of injustice. I’m blessed to know how to conjure justice, swiftly and without fail. No longer with head on swivel or on edge as a black woman, it’s given me deep sense of peace and relief. No longer a victim of unlucky circumstances, I am the captain of my own ship. It’s all so scary, exhilarating and mind blowing at the same time. It’s a feeling I wish and pray for every black person to experience in their lifetime. It is a weight that I hate to see us carry, which is why I do my best to spread the love of Hoodoo all around.

I’ve worked and will continue to work hard on my ancestral journey, choosing to venerate them over worship. Through veneration, I’m breaking inter generational trauma, curses and chains and laying the groundwork for a better life for my entire bloodline.

In the meantime, Happy Hoodoo Heritage Month!!

HOODOOBARBIE

[wishtale-blogs]

📣Wish Announcements📣

Ello!! So, since I don’t have an introduction/master post, I will have an announcement post instead!! It’ll work just like an introduction post but with more! It’ll be separated into three sections: events, Q&A, and tags!

Events:

Events works pretty simply, if I’m doing an event or challenge of some sort it’ll be put here so y’all can see what’s happening!

I’m currently hosting a DTIYS!!

Q&A:

Q&A also works pretty simply, if I notice a question is being asked a lot, no shame at all for asking, it’s just being put here so others will know before they ask and I don’t have to repeat myself 10 times lol. (not including in ask games lol)

(Also, while I don’t have any real questions rn as I’m writing this, I will answer some basic questions so y’all can get to know me!)

1). What do you do?

I make art a lot and hope to work on animations soon!

2). Do you take art requests?

Yes!! Unless I make an announcement otherwise, my art requests are always open!! If you have a request send an ask to my side blog @wishtale-art-requests Tho it might take a little bit to finish, especially if there is an event going on, it will be finished as soon as possible!!

3). Are you open to asks?

Yes!! Asks will be answered as soon as I’m available to answer them!!!

4). What characters have you made?

I’m the creator of Wishtale that I currently only have an old ref sheet of Wish! sans (which I haven’t Wishtale worked on in a long while), and Monarch! Sans in the utmv community! And I also have my persona that ironically is also named Wish until I figure out a better name lol!

5). What fandom/s are you a part of?

I’m a part of a lot of different fandoms, but the one I post the most about is utmv, although I do occasionally talk about fnaf, Jujitsu Kaisen, Demon Slayer, and vocaloids!

6). Do you have any other blogs I should be aware about?

Yes!! I have a second blog @wishtale-art!! This is where I post my final drawings, tho wips and other things I don’t want on my art blog will be posted on this blog! I also have a art request blog @wishtale-art-requests

7). What is your sexuality and gender?

I’m a aromatic lesbian who is also agender!!

8). What pronouns do you go by?

I go by any pronouns!! And star/stars/starself neopronouns! (neos are completely optional tho!)

9). When is your birthday?

My birthday is on December 14th!!:3

10). Is there any triggers I should be aware of?

Not really, but smoking and vaping make me uncomfortable (not in drawings, but like when people smoke/vape and encourage it is when I get uncomfortable) and really suggestive things (mostly just when talking to people, it makes me very anxious)

Tags:

Tags are where I’m going to put tags I use often and explain what they are used for!!

#📣wish announcements!📣- used for this post any updates on this post

#wish zoomies- for any post I reblog

#wish rambles- for posts I post that I talk about stuff!

#wish answers- for any asks I answer

#wish’s art- for any reblogs from @wishtale-art or any of my wips or drawings I post on this blog

#wish does polls!!- for any polls I do

#wish is real???- for any posts that have to do with me irl (I keep forgetting I have this tag lol)

#important stuff👆- for any reblog/post that has an important topic!

(I also have a secret vent blog)

Please know that everything on this post is bound to change and be updated with time but I’ll do my best to let y’all know whenever any major changes happen!

Also, I made this as a very late thank you for 326 followers!!! I’m extremely grateful for each and every one of y’all that’s following me!!!<333

[bobbybutterfly]

IT’S MY BIRTHDAY Y’ALL!!!

Last year of being a fucking teenager! LET’S GOOO!

I wanted to make a special post. But I was too busy drawing Squirrel and Hedgehog characters inspired by the main six ponies from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I wonder what is the crossover between the SaH and MLP fandom. I know of one blog.

First of all we got Rainbow Dash as a crow captain. I think this is the first time I’m posting my new way of drawing antro birds. Previously I drew them with hands. They were supposed to be like rolled up wings but I don’t think I conveyed it visually. It was funny to imagine them flying by just flapping their hands about. Like the bird people in Bojack Horseman and Tuca and Birdy. It works for those shows but not for my edgy Squirrel and Hedgehog AU.

I made Rainbow Dash a crow because WE NEED MORE CROW OCs. The crows in the show are treated horribly! There’s no named crow character and when they show up they’re usually beaten up and killed. I want to make a crow OC challenge where we all make a crow OC (duh). I’ll probably make a separate shorter post announcing it. I don’t know how many people actually read these rambles. But you can start drawing your OCs if you want.

Now. Back on topic. Rainbow Dash. Her backstory. Simple. I’ve got NO IDEAS. Personality wise she’s the same as the show. Bossy tomboy.

Next up. Fluttershy. I never actually drawn a duck besides Murori. Well. And a couple background ducks. Which reminds me I should add wings to them.

There’s a little more to her. Once again. Personality same as the show. She didn’t want to join the military. Obviously, look at her! In my AU the Duck Village is very patriarchal. Women aren’t even allowed to fly. Fluttershy would be fine with that. But tough luck. With the war everyone who can fly has to apply.

Lastly for today Pinkie Pie. I could have done the pun of Porkie Pie but… just as with crows we need more rabbit OCs. I’ve seen one and that’s it.

The backstory for her is that she ran away from her abusive family to Flower Hill. She’s always cheerful and bit of a clown. Believing everyone deserves a laugh especially during something as tough as a war.

I had fun designing all of them. I’ve been watching a lot of Jackie Drojko on YouTube so I know this is far from a professional job. But I had fun with choosing the colours. Adding little details such as making Pinkie Pie extra fluffy and doing the colourful bangs. The second batch is going to be better. I got more used to drawing digitally again. I thought these glorified sketches would be done faster digitally.

With that I leave you for today. I got to eat my dinner before it goes cold. Please let me know what you think of these designs.

[renegade-in-reverie]

Renegade in Reverie Introduction

For my 6th year anniversary for playing MMR/NH, and my 5th tumblr anniversary for @incorrectmmr, I decided to make a separate tumblr account for my oc Iris’s story, which is titled Renegade in Reverie. I have been planning and brainstorming the plot for 5 years now, and it somehow became a complicated mess of a plot.

To this day, the plot still hasn’t been polished, nor had the first draft been written yet, but I still want to share the plot through other means like oneshots or headcanons. I may even spoil my own story if I take even longer to write (but if you follow me on instagram, you’ve already been spoiled haha).

જ⁀➴ Synopsis:

Iris is just an ordinary girl in her ordinary world. But ordinary is pretty boring, isn’t it? It’s safe, but where’s the fun in that? On the night of a red moon, she made a wish for an exciting life, and sunk to the world of Nightmare! An ordinary girl thrown into an ordinary world full of demons and angels; is it heaven, or hell? The change in scenery is a sudden wake-up call to the incompetent, sheltered human.

The story idea should have answered a simple question: What would happen if MC signed the contract in Kaim’s route? However, over the years, it had somehow developed into a multiverse of a story, but only because I’m indecisive and like to explore the potential of possibilities.

જ⁀➴ OCs:

Iris (the protagonist)

Rachel

Oltea

Okay, Rachel and Oltea aren’t technically my ocs, because Rachel is my fanon interpretation of the conwoman mentioned in Oswald’s route, and Oltea is my interpretation of the canon Oltea.

I’ll write their detailed character introductions someday

જ⁀➴ Pairings:

Kaim/Iris, a.k.a ChocolateLavender 💜🤎 (at first, and originally)

Noel/Iris, a.k.a DecaDuo (OTP)

Ricardo/Iris (RicaRis) is the most popular from what I’ve observed, probably because it’s Ricardo. But in the main story, their dynamic is mostly platonic.

I do experiment with Iris’s dynamic with other characters as well, but they’re probably not included in the story.

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That’s pretty much it for now. I hope y’all will enjoy Renegade in Reverie, and Iris’s adventures in Nightmare 💖 And also if anyone has any formatting tips to make this blog look more aesthetic, please let me know. Thanks!

[hench-thyme]

life update post + ramble ramble + blog poll

this isn’t really anything important but i still just wanted to let moots n everyone know where my heads at rn

about venture bros: so the venture bros hyperfixation isn’t as strong as it was. i obviously still absolutely love vbros and it’s one of my favorite shows ever but i just don’t find myself thinking about it in my spare time as much (aside from gary). i think at this point you could say i have a gary hyperfixation more than a vbros fixation hahaha but that’s ok!! i’ve been super into yakuza and one piece lately and i know my interests are bound to fluctuate :)

about gary: gary is and always will be my number 1 fo. even though i’m becoming more attached to characters in other media i truly don’t think anyone can top him, i think the bond i have with gary’s character just feels so different compared to my other fos. he still gives me insane stomach butterflies and i can feel my face flush whenever i think about him

about college: sorry if my posting/reblogging slows down a bit from now until summer!! i’m in my final year of college and i’m really trying to focus all my time and energy possible into graduating!! i’ll still be pretty active but probably not as much as i’d like to be

about this blog: i was also curious as to how y’all would feel if i branched out to more than just vbros posts, mainly adding yakuza and one piece stuff? or should i make a seperate blog for that stuff? maybe make this only vbros and make a separate self shipping blog?? i’ll add a poll to this post about it

that’s about all i had to say for now :) love y’all

[ten-cent-sleuth]

2023-12-06 EDIT: This event has flopped and been cancelled. Kindly ignore my having tried and failed to make this happen. I am embarrassed, humiliated, mortified, etc. etc. Lol, happy holidays! Can’t wait to see what fics y’all have in store for us in 2024. <3

Hey, Henry Cavill fans!

Are you interested in filling a prompt for someone while someone else fills a prompt for you? Do you want to participate in a Secret Santa with your Tumblr mutuals—or maybe find some new ones?

Then consider joining the first ever Cavillry Secret Santa! You can sign up via this GForm, and once you’ve done so, I’ll add you to the GSheet for prompts. The idea is you input three gift requests, and your Secret Santa will write for one (or more) of them. More information available on the Form!

If you are hesitant to join, feel free to peek at the prompts here. Anybody can view the spreadsheet, but you can only edit it once you’ve signed up and agreed to the rules.

Should this get big and we decide to do this again next year, I’ll probably make a separate blog for the event. But since this may very well flop, I’ll run everything from my personal Tumblr for now. So send in your doubts and uncertainties to my askbox! If you want me to answer privately, ask off anon and let me know that you don’t want me to post it publicly. :)

The prompts sheet will close at midnight UTC on 5 November 2023, so sign up asap! (You don’t have to have your prompts ready right away—just sign up first if you’re interested! You can always come back to the prompts sheet and edit your requests, and if you change your mind about joining at all after signing up, you can leave your prompts row blank.) I’m sorry for making this so last-minute guys hrjfbsjfh. If you would be willing to be a pinch hitter but don’t want to commit to the full event, you can sign up on the Form as well. And if you, participant or not, would like to be tagged with event updates, just let me know in the comments!

Please signal boost! Reblog this even if you’re not going to join… Share the link to this post and/or to the sign-up Form with your friends… The more participants, the more I can shuffle who’s whose Secret Santa, the more fun this’ll be!

Note: You don’t have to be “big” in the Henry Cavill fandom to participate. Heck, the moderator of this event (yours truly) has literally only ever published ONE Henry Cavill fic before and only has a few Tumblr followers. This is for the well known writers with long masterlists AND for the small blogs with (next to) no experience AND for everyone in between! <3

[For revisiting ease: link to sign up … link to view the prompts]

[ask-paralaxis]

Wow, guys. Just because I say I am on break from writing does not mean I am gone forever. Sheesh peoples. I got a bunch or requests to finish, another blog to run, and a personal separate life.

Please don’t make being here horrible.

Give a writer some slack.

Another thing, when y’all get together and mass unfollow someone just because they can’t push out 500-3000 word fics every waling second-doesn’t mean y’all have to mass unfollow.

Unless those were porn bots-in that case-get out.

But I definitely noticed going from a certain huge number to a significantly smaller one. And I know for damn sure it was a couple “friends” too. Unless y’all are pranking me again. Or it’s something I did, or you guys are wanting me just for me to feed you content.

Like it doesn’t matter how many people follow or unfollow me. I’m just connecting the dots. And it’s not all my work to do, I love it when you guys like my stuff but it also takes reblogging too to keep pushing works out further for more people to see.

I don’t know. I don’t know how I feel after this incident.

Bust what I do know and want everyone to remember is that the person who runs the blog is a human being too. With blood and feelings, and a brain that sometimes needs a little break, from a fandom that is a huge ball of toxic at times.

You guys need to be patient with me, or I will get burnt out, and lose motivation to write for this fandom.

I’m sorry for not getting stuff out when I should be.

Sorry for not being a good writer.

I need a break from here. I’ll be back when I get my shit FOR ME done.

As for other writers, big or small. Take a break, relax, eat, sleep. Continue being human. To my real OG friends here, thanks for continuing to let me write in peace.

[gaiakoraidon]

My Ask the Sonic AUs page is now available! Be sure to go check it out at Ask the Sonic AUs and read the rules before posting a question! I’m doing this because it’s gonna make my life so much more easier when separating the asks to my actual posts. If I don’t get anything in a week, the blog will be deleted and I’ll be going back to doing Ask the Sonic AUs here. And y’all can ask questions to the other Sonic AUs besides HoaG, SoaW just to let you know!!

[alspooryorick]

I have moved blogs

I know I know, I haven’t been active on here in well over a year anyways, so who knows if anyone is still even paying attention here, but I figured a formal announcement was warranted to put an end to this and actually separate from it mentally. My life now is very different from how it was when I was running this blog. I’m engaged now, for one, which is really cool despite the looming stress of wedding planning. I’m also in much healthier relationships now in like every aspect of the word. And in all of this, I have purposefully and completely separated myself from Dark Academia and just the “academia aesthetic family” as a whole because I realized that not only is it disingenuous to who I am/want to be, but it was also trapping me in a perfectionist burn out cycle where I’d romanticize my unhealthy coping mechanisms instead of prioritizing healing.

Don’t get me wrong, I love learning— I’ve always loved learning and literature and Shakespeare and the Humanities and I’m sure I always will. But what I was doing was making academics and nihilism and unhealthy prioritization of intelligence at all costs my entire life and, frankly, it was making my depression worse in ways that I won’t go into detail about. So I stepped away from it and have been faced with the terrifying and thrilling journey of figuring out the person I actually am versus the person my trauma made me become.

I realize this all sounds very dramatic because let’s be honest, it’s just an aesthetic at the end of the day. But I got myself stuck in that perfectionist pretension cycle long before there was a name and a burgeoning social media subculture that I could hide behind. So when I say that I’ve had to figure out who I am outside of it, that’s what I mean. My wonderful fiancé has been a huge positive influence and aid in this rediscovery journey. He’s the best and his mission to live authentically to himself has been inspiring, to say the least. I’m eternally grateful for him.

So all of that is to say, this is the end of the road for this blog. I can’t delete it, because my new blog(s) are tied to this account, but it will sit and slowly decay for the rest of time, which is fitting, I think. I’ll likely still share important Palestine support resources here because I know this is where my audience lies, but nothing past that will make an appearance.

I have moved my main blog to @wayfaringwren where the vibes have been so much more positive. It hosts my love of 60s-70s music and subculture, my passion for nature and sustainability, and the occasional appearance of my “woo-woo hippie” beliefs. I’m so much happier and feel much more fulfilled with it.

I also have a (hopefully soon to begin) blog at @afriendlymischief to document my cozy gaming. It will primarily be Sims 4 content, so if that piques your interest, I’d love for you to join me.

That’s really all I have to say, I think. If you want to embark on this new and exciting journey with me, you can find me there. If not, that’s okay too. It’s been a nice ride. Hopefully I’ll see y’all later.

Much Love,

Wren

[phantomram-b00]

So- did the poll. And wow. Was not expecting 30 votes 0.0 or really for it to get votes at all, so wow just wow! I know I haven’t been posting like much, frankly the past couple of weeks have been, not the best without revealing much, and even now, I’m struggling. I’m slowly getting better so no need to worry. So imma split my response of the polls in two. (For those asking “phantom why did you take long?” I was 1) busy I’m going on vacation. 2) I was trying to figure out what to say. Sorry if it toke so long)

But before I do any of that, let me make 3 things clear, 1) please go to your reps for ceasefire/ go help support Palestine with what they offer the best you can. Your/all our help can make a difference and we must help them out the best you can. 2) I know there’ve been misinformations, I’ve been seeing some so please before you or anyone tries to speak out please do proper research before posting. 3) please do not use what is happening as an excuse to spread antisemitism or to be antisemitic, that’s gross. Do not do that. And if you try to be on this blog, I will block you. As it said on my rules If you are going to be an asshole, kindly dni. I do not tolerate bigotry or hatred on here.

Now then, let me say two things about the responses.

For those who’ve said no, I understand completely and you’re valid. If you do not feel comfortable with me talking about good omens because of Neil’s stance. You’re welcome to not interact or not follow or ignore my post. Just all I ask, is please do not attack Neil Gaiman, I should’ve said this on my poll and I apologize for not doing so, but regardless of his stance, do not attack or harass him. Please and thank you.

For those who’ve said yes (which was the majority): well- wow, I honestly wasn’t expecting you guys to say yes :,). I love talking about this show, and I know I’ve seen two people who told me to separate the art from the artist, while I do understand and I’ll do so, I just wanted to hear the voices first before I make any decisions. As at the end of the day, voices do matter. So with that, as my good omens hyperfixation is not going away anytime soon, I will continue to talk about it. I love this show. And I do have ideas on what to post and drawing, so stay tone. Again, I was not expecting the majority to say yes, especially since I never would’ve thought people would still want me to talk about good omens. But for those who’ve said yes, thanks. But what I will say for you guys, please go help out and spread awareness about what’s going on in the Middle East (with proper research of course) and please help out. And again and I cannot stress this enough, please do not attack/harass Neil Gaiman and do not be antisemitic or even spread antisemitism.

With that being said, I do hope you guys are doing good, hope y’all drink water and hopefully you guys are having an amazing day. If not, I’m sorry and it okay because me neither, so I hope other days get better. *gives you mozzarella sticks to hope to feel better*. If you ever wanted to ask a question regarding good omens or anything you can on the ask me anything or you can comment, with that being said, I need to go to bed.

Also yes. The confirmation that Aziraphale face meant “do it again” made me boo-hoo cry. Jesus, my heart breaks for him. Oh how I relate to this character. (I might make a post about it.)

[maburp]

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[kodaiki]

PLSSS WE NEED JEALOUS SNEAKY LINK AOMINE. 😩

a/n: ty for this thirst anon it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while but I finally wrote it !!! if y’all wanna give me more vague prompts like this IM SO DOWN <3333 this is unedited oops. minors and ageless blogs do not interact !!

wc: 4.4k

cw: car sex, riding, creampie, protected sex (reader is on birth control, slight mention of alcohol, afab!reader

“you go out first- wait, fix your tie,” you stammer, reaching for the taller man’s collared shirt, adjusting it in addition to fixing the dark tie hung around it, pulled lose from your doing probably.

fwb!aomine only stares down at you with an easy expression, eyes glinting in satisfaction by the deep flush of your cheeks and slight disheveled appearance. he didn’t even go far, only making out with you and some light grinding in the back corner of the bar where no one could see. yet still, you’re flustered expression makes it look like you went far beyond that.

“thank you,” he murmurs hoarsely, tipping his head downward to send a chill down your back. “you know it’s coming off later anyway right?” he says coolly, bringing a hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. you squeak at the insinuation of his words, quickly glaring at him afterward.

“aomine-!”

“daiki,” he corrects lowly, retracting his hand.

“-don’t just say stuff like that!”

the dark haired man only laughs at you, not in the condescending way like he usually did, but more lighthearted, more amused if anything.

“sorry, sorry,” he apologizes but the grin on his face contradicts his message entirely. “i’ll be going then.” he pats your cheek gently, leaning down once more to press a chaste kiss to your lips.

aomine leaves you alone in the corner to collect yourself, both physically and mentally. the burn in your stomach makes you frown, both in frustration and discomfort, just by the doing of the raven haired man alone. 

you spend the next few minutes tugging at your dress, a pretty floral dress, as to how it was earlier in the evening during dinner, and patting down your hair, in hopes it wasn’t too much of a mess. the flush of your cheeks still burns at the entire recent event making you wonder how aomine could always appear so calm and casual.

you and daiki aomine are not a couple. definitely not.

but you sure as hell ain’t just friends either.

from what you recall, your... relationship began around six months prior at a reunion with your friends from college; it'd been only a year since you all graduated.

you'd all gone separate ways through your respective careers and though you did manage to see your friends on different occasions or when you were free, it was never the whole lot of you as it is right now.

so, those six months ago, the reunion, having taken place at a bar, set the perfect stage for the two off you. you and aomine had been the last ones of the friend group to leave the bar, having settled on two bar stools, updating the other about what had gone on in your lives. one thing led to another, alcohol and the bar's romantic aura playing a significant role, and you ended up going home with him. from that moment forward, it became an unspoken thing, a physical relationship for either of your needs.

once you’re seated, you send a pressed grin to the rest of the table, hopeful that no one saw through your lie about using the restroom.

briefly, you glance over at aomine who’s already immersed in a conversation with kagami, hand wrapped around the beer he most likely ordered as a ploy for why he was gone for so long. he's pulled up his sleeves, cuffing them, showing off a peek of the tattood sleeve he has on his left arm. as if feeling your stare, he averts his gaze for a split second, looking at you, offering you a raised brow.

you scrunch your nose at the way you can read his mind.

already wanting more, the mischievous glint in his eye says all. he eyes the front door of the restaurant, as if saying let's get out of here, followed by a cheeky smile behind the beer bottle he's about to take a swig of.

you scoff quietly at that, shaking your head at his brazenness.

"what about you, y/n?"

"hm, what?" you're brought out of your staring contest with aomine by the light chime beside you. you turn to face kise who's smiling rather mischievously at you. "sorry what was the question?"

"have you been out on dates throughout the year? midorimacchi says he's too busy and kurokocchi is gatekeeping his relationship with momoi," he says with a pout, tilting his head down at you.

"oh! uh, nope, no dates," you reveal with a nervous laugh. it isn't exactly a lie. all those times aomine's come over your place and you to his, you don't really consider dates and you're sure he doesn't either. confirming your thoughts, when you glance over at the man, he simply twitches an eyebrow upward in a playful manner.

"wha- really?" kise comments incredulously. "i sincerely doubt that."

"why?" you can't help but ask with a confused expression, furrowing your brows at him. it seems the rest of the table has settled into teir own conversation with the person or persons beside him, leaving you and kise to chat.

"well, i mean, you're pretty! i'd think people would've asked you out during the year," he admits a bit bashfully, rubbing a hand behind his neck. you think nothing of it, simply waving him off as being nice.

"you're too sweet," you sighing, flicking your hand downward. "besides, i've been too busy with work anyway so dates aren't really on my priority list."

"awh, c'mon really?" kise croons out, jutting out his lower lips. "what if i asked you out?"

"hm?" your brows furrow, full attention straying from the near empty plat of food in front of you to the blonde sitting beside you.

"would you go if i asked you out?" his tone is cheeky, warm, something you understand as a joke or a bit for you to play along with.

"very cheeky," you scoff out with an amused eye roll.

you don't catch the minuscule falter in kise's expression at your lack of awareness, but he quickly recovers when akashi across the table bids his attention, brining him into another conversation.

it isn't until the mini conversation is over that you feel burning into your temple, causing you to look up, only to meet the hard stare aomine's sending your way. your brows knit together in slight confusion, wondering how his expression could change so quickly from calm and lighthearted to seemingly pissed off.

you mouth out a 'you okay?' as to not draw attention to the whole table. you stomach only sinks when he's responds with nothing but a scoff into the bottle, turning his attention away from you and back to kagami in front of him.

the rest of dinner goes rather smoothly, minus aomine's deep frown, with only chatter about the nostalgia of your memories from college, high school and beyond.

"is he alright?" kagami murmurs to you as he helps you with your coat as you all gather to leave. "he seemed a little off toward the end of the night."

you give the taller man a pressed, yet clueless, smile. "no idea. i'll try to ask him about it." you glance over at him whose chin is dropped close to his chest as he stares rather pointedly at you, awaiting you near the front door. "and now he's getting impatient. i'll see you soon!"

you quickly bid your friends goodbye, hastily following aomine back to his car, since he'd dropped you off to the dinner in the first place.

the car ride home is excruciatingly quiet, only the radio and rumble of the car's gas filling your ears as aomine stares straight ahead at the road, tightly gripping the steering wheel.

"daiki-" you attempt to break the silence, but your voice falls in your throat. you shiver in your seat, bringing your thin jacket closer to you in hopes for more warmth. you can't tell if it's the car's cool temperature or aomine's cold aura that's freezing you.

at your movement, aomine slightly relaxes, nonchalantly bringing a hand to his car's controls and turning down the air condition.

"i'm sure kise was only being friendly," you quickly blurt, seizing the opportunity to speak when this is the first time he's so much as twitched since the two of you entered the car. that must be what it's about, right? "you know he's naturally like that."

like that, you say since you're too worried at striking a nerve for even so much as calling him flirty.

you can't tell if the man beside you likes or dislikes your answer anyway but his clenched jaw makes you think it's the latter.

you don't even know why he's so agitated by it; an old friend casually flirted with you, so what? it was in kise's character to be the friendly type and aomine's known him longer than you have; wouldn't he be more accustomed to that?

the man beside you only hums out in response, no acknowledgment in the form of a turn of his head or mere eye contact through side-eyes.

sure, you were close to aomine in more ways than one, but never did you think something as minor as a slight flirt from kise could get on his nerves. he's always been at least a little protective of you since you'd first met in college, steering you away from sleazes and guys he knew were no good. but as far as your concerned, kise's not one of those guys so why on earth is he so upset?

was it something you said?

maybe it had nothing to do with the fact that it was kise flirting with you but the fact that you accepted it? brushing and laughing it off giving him a hunch you liked the guy? that was far from the case but you could see the misunderstanding.

you grasp at another opportunity to speak to him when he parks in front of your apartment building, putting the car in park with the adjustment of his gearshift. quickly covering his hand with yours before he could pull away, you try again. "daiki," you start seriously, worry lacing your tone. "what is it?"

for the first time since you've left the restaurant, he turns to face you and looks at you. his stern expression, knitted brows and deep glare softens when he sees your wide, curious eyes and small frown.

god, he hates the way he's feeling. aomine never feels like this. never angry about some guy, much less some guy interacting with you.

"kise has a crush on you."

aomine's words come out stern and matter-of-fact, throwing you off guard. it's the first thing he's said for a while so that? that wasn't what you were expecting.

"he ... huh?" you attempt to blink away your confusion, batting your lashes at the man beside you quizzically.

it didn't help every face you made made you so damn cute either, aomine thinks as he pushes his tongue into the side of his cheek to keep from so much as smiling at your expression.

"kise," he tries again, raising a brow, "got the hots for you. 'heard him talking about it with tetsu."

your nose scrunches at his choice of words, internally scoffing at hots for you, but you choose to verbally disregard it.

"oh," you murmur, averting your eyes from his. "that's ... funny." you can't help but chuckle awkwardly, detesting the awkwardness settled in the air of aomine's car. the car's been in park for a while now, lights overhead since dimmed and the only light providing you a decent look at the man's facial expressions are from the ones lined up on the streets outside.

"funny?" aomine repeats, turning to you. "how so?"

swallowing the lump in your throat, you mumble out, "i just, don't like him like that. 'can't really."

"you can't..." aomine drawls off with a deadpanned tone, eyes squinting slightly as he tries to analyze your words.

"i can't when there's someone else..." you trail off, hiding the deep flush of your face by turning your whole body toward the passenger's side door, in hopes of escaping the car and bidding aomine a good night.

"hey." he gently grabs your forearm before you could push open the door. "look at me." you glance at yourself in the reflection of his tinted window, lips twisting into an embarrassed pout.

you crane your neck around to face him once more, only to raise a brow, feigning nonchalance. "thanks for the ride dai-"

"y/n." his tone makes you shut up immediately and your throat runs dry. "wanna elaborate on that?" he asks knowingly. it's a request you know, but his intonation clearly says that he'll receive your answer regardless.

"not really," you whisper out a little breathlessly. shit, is the car getting warmer or is it truly just the flush of your cheeks?

he simply raises a brow at you as you slouch in his leathered seats, somewhat defeated by his gaze on you.

"i think you should," he chuckles out dryly, bringing his other hand up to brush a strand of hair that fell in front of your face and tucks it behind your ear. instinctively, your head moves forward, further into the palm of his hand to which he gently rubs a thumb along the pad of your cheek.

"i think i shouldn't," you murmur out. your eyes don't stray from his while you lightly nibble at your lower lip. the air suddenly feels thick and you nearly shift in your shift to pull away from aomine's deep stare. for whatever reason, the hazy air has you drawing forward where you both meet just above the gearshift, making his hand slip up your jaw to the side of your neck.

"why not?" he murmurs out, his face so close to yours, his breath fans over your lips.

how do you not sound like a total dork in this intimate, smooth context saying, i think it's funny because it's not kise i like, it's you, my strictly platonic friends with benefits?

well, if you can't say it, might as well show it, right?

so, you inhale deeply before seizing your lips with his. you bring your hands around the dark necktie he's wearing, crinkling it between your fist and tugging him closer to you, deepening the kiss.

aomine immediately reciprocates, bringing your face between both of his large hands, tilting your head slightly. you can't tell if he's reciprocating because he understands your message or he's just so accustomed to kissing you like this; either way, you're not complaining.

it seems to get sloppier as more time passes, evident by your restlessness. you hum into his mouth, hands going up to grip at the short hands behind his ears, tugging slightly.

in one swift movement, he jerks his seat back, as far back as possible to allow more room, and greedily guides you over the console to plop you on his lap. your lips never separate, only to release a breathy chuckle at the squeak you make when your knee clumsily hits the top of the gearshift on your way over.

you settle your lower back against the bottom of the steering wheel, careful not to trigger the car horn, separating your face from his in order to reach for the buttons along the front of his shirt, having pulled off his tie already. aomine chases your lips anyway, leaning forward to press open-mouthed kisses along the side of your mouth, trailing down your jaw and neck.

"y'so pretty," he says, though it's muffled from his contact on your skin. "my pretty."

his hands grasp at your waist, pulling you flush against him now that you're finished unbuttoning his shirt, pressing you down firmer against his dress pants, unmistakably on the bulge that's his boner.

"shouldn't we go inside?" you mumble, quickly looking side to side, out the windows of his car in case of any onlookers.

"need you now." is all he answers, no inclination to let go of you anytime soon. "besides, tinted windows." he says, lightly knocking against the glass, easing your concerns. it's also rather late, so the chances of someone catching you - however that could happen - are relatively low.

he peels the flimsy lace straps straps of your dress, a short floral one aomine decides he likes, down your arms, no bother letting you pull out your arms. he pulls down the front of your dress, eliciting a gasp from you at his eagerness, freeing your breasts. whatever warm air you were mentally complaining about earlier must've been in your head because your nipples pebble nearly immediately.

he returns to your lips, hands drifting upward to cup and grab at your breasts, smiling against the kiss when you croon and sigh into his mouth.

your fingers tangle through his dark locks as he begins dipping his head lower and lower down your chest before reaching the valley between your breasts. he's particularly gentle with this area, placing chaste kisses along the domes, but he's merciless with your nipples. his fingers roll around one while his mouth latches the other, tongue swirling around the bud and teeth pulling at it, making you throw your neck back as breathy moans escape you.

you press down firmer against him as he gives the other nipple the same love, rolling your hips against his front, begging for any sort of friction between your clothed core and his.

receiving your message loud and clear, he detaches himself, forming a line of spit connecting your bud and his lips.

"daiki," you breathe out desperately. "i want you."

"yeah?" he asks, shuffling out of his dress shirt, now slightly sheer with sweat, allowing you a full view of his torso and upper body. your eyes ogle his arms, tan and toned, muscles of his biceps bulging as he holds you. your eyes drift to the tatted sleeve across his entire left arm, memories of all the times you've grasped and scratched ta it while he was under and over you in similar situations – well, maybe not so similar since this was the first time you've fucked in his car.

normally aomine would tease you, continuing to ask how bad you want him, but seeing you like this: glassy-eyed look, splayed out just for him in the dim lights of the streetlights outside his car; only he gets to see you like this.

and fuck, he loves that.

"'want you, too," he settles on, pressing his lips to yours once more, lifting you by the ass to hike up your dress up your hips where is bunches at your waist, meeting with the top of your dress. meanwhile, you busy yourself, blindly feeling around his crotch area for the button and zipper of his dress pants until finding them.

no wonder car sex is usually done in the back seat, you can't help but think as you watch aomine shove down his pants enough to allow enough room for his cock to spring free. there's hardly any room up here.

"y/n, you can't-"

"s'okay," you slur, leveling yourself over his standing cock, only pushing your panties, a pretty pink lacy pair you'd much rather save than risk getting ripped off, to the side, readying to lower yourself. "'need your dick."

"you're not prepped." aomine grunts when his head brushes over your entrance. "it'll hurt." he can't help but let worry seep into his tone, another indication that what he feels for you is beyond more than a fuck buddy relationship.

"it's okay," you repeat anyway, mind too foggy to back down. "just go slow."

aomine can't argue with that, not when you sound so firm and stubborn while literally hovering just over him. grasping at your hips, he aids you in sinking down on his dick, making him seethe at the tight fit.

your arms wrap around his broad shoulders, tucking your head into his neck, damp with sweat but your don't mind.

"i got you," aomine coos, rubbing your back soothingly. "just let me know when to move."

it's when he's caring like this, a stark contrast than how he shows off to other people, that gets your stomach doing somersaults and heart rate going erratic.

you don't know how long you're sat like that, eyes shut as you grow accustomed to the stretch of his dick, it could be seconds, minutes. after a small while, you lift your head from his shoulder. "okay, i'm good, you can start moving."

he simply nods down at you, eyes darkened, yet still showing that same fondness he usually has when you're this close and intimate, gently wiping some sweat on your forehead with the side of his hand before bringing it back to your hips. slowly, while gripping at your hips firmly, he lifts you up before dropping you back down, in addition to thrusting himself up into you.

soon enough, the only sounds heard in the car are the slapping of wet skin and the moans and guttural groans coming from the two of you. fog sticks to the glass of the car windows, darkening the lighting inside the car even further.

you use his shoulders as leverage while you bounce above him, meanwhile his teeth clash and glade along your throat, most likely littering love marks. his hands have slid down to your ass, squeezing and kneading at the fat of it as he guides you up and down his shaft.

"so good," you chant out, so often, it may be the only words you can say.

"made f'me," aomine grunts, speeding up his pace when he feels the knot in his stomach begin to tighten. "all for me."

"for... you," you affirm, mind foggier with lust than before. "only for you. all for you." you're babbling at this point, words you can't filter but not necessarily untrue.

"i'm close," he warns, making you nod profusely as if iterating you are, too. "you gonna cum? want you to cum 'round my cock."

"mhm, mhm!" you hum, losing yourself in his relentless pace.

it's a prior conversation that made aomine known to the fact that your on the pill, something you'd drilled into him the first night you slept together when he'd asked where he should release.

"you're so pretty like this, f'me. mine," he blurts, watching the area where your pussy meets his dick, disappearing and reappearing with every thrust.

"yours!"

"love this pussy." after some sloppy thrusts upwards, no doubt from him chasing his high, he lets out a deep groan, cock twitching inside you as warm ropes of cum paint your walls. "i love you."

aomine doesn't stop, however, with a new mission to let you finish. he continues to thrust into you, riding through his orgasm as he aids you in chasing yours. he bounces you up and down more firmly than before, focusing on pressure instead of speed. tears stream down your cheeks, mascara probably running under your eyes.

"c'mon baby, cum for me," he urges.

that seems to do the job because with one final jerk of his hips upward, you freeze above him, shaking as your orgasm takes over. your limp on his lip, muscles aching as a clearish-white ring of cum settles around the base of aomine's dick.

he carefully lifts you off his softened dick, plopping you on his thighs and continues to hold you close in his arms, warm hands gently rubbing at the flesh of your ass and hips where his probably brutal grip was. "you okay?"

you nod against him, bringing a hand up to trace absentmindedly along his chest. it isn't until you're clearer in the head that you've registered his words, shyly averting your gaze from his.

did he mean that? or was it an in the moment thing?

"dai," you murmur quietly.

"yeah?" he asks hoarsely, tilting his head down in attempt to meet your gaze.

"you um, said something before," you trail off, hoping you wouldn't have to outright repeat it in case it causes awkwardness within the small space of his car.

aomine knows exactly what you're talking about. although what he said was amidst being balls deep in you with nothing but you and his high on his mind, he was completely honest in saying them.

he could either run away from it, claiming it as a slip of the tongue accident that he didn't really mean in hopes of preserving your strict fuck buddy relationship, or he could risk it all; risk that you don't feel the same yet still come clean about his own feelings.

when it came to you, aomine has the urge to be nothing but truthful.

"i meant it," he answers seriously. "i know what we have is strictly physical but if i'm being honest i think i've loved you since college but i was too dumb or stubborn to admit it to myself."

you release a breath you don't realize you've been holding, finally gaining the courage to look up and face him.

he looks away from you this time, choosing to glance at the fogged up windows. "it's alright if you don't feel the same, just thought i'd-"

you don't let him continue beyond that, quickly pecking his lips to cut him off. when he averts his gaze back to you, your lips curl up into a small smile. "i love you, too."

he smiles at that, a genuine, happy one albeit tired from the prior engagement, and leans his forehead against yours. it's a moment before he mutters, "it's getting pretty sticky, right? we should head inside."

"yeah," you quickly agree, hastily fixing your dress to look the least bit presentable for anyone who may be in your apartment's lobby.

the two of you step out of the car, sighing in the much cooler night air contrasting aomine's car's warm, sex-ridden air. "and dai?" you ask as he shuts his car door.

"hm?"

"if you were just jealous of kise, y'coulda just said so." a knowing grin curls up your lips as you face aomine. he only deadpans at you for a mere moment before pressing a kiss to your temple with a low chuckle, hinting that whatever happened at dinner no longer concerns him.

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welcome to my picturesque palace!

hello hello hello! my name is reign, and you may know me from my numerous other mogai blogs like @mogai-sunflowers and @meadow-of-mogai-melodies ! for awhile now, i’ve wanted to create a blog that makes genders related to specific images! sometimes, your gender isn’t really words, and can only be described as a certain image or certain images! so, i’ve created this blog for exactly that reason!

requesting info- 

- to request, just send an image and let me know you’d like a gender based on it!

- you can request more than one gender, but please only request one picture per gender, as in, if you send more than one picture, i will make separate genders for all of them instead of one singular gender related to all the pictures, as the idea of that stresses me out a bit and conflicts with some of my anxieties, so i will probably decline if you send a request for one gender related to more than one image!

- you may request as many genders in one ask as you’d like!

byf/dni-

- i am radinclus but in a critinclus way, so im still deeply uncomfortable with transx stuff, radqueers, and safequeers, as well as radpara stuff

- i am autistic, mentally ill in many other ways, and have anger issues so sometimes i may say bad shit i really shouldn’t say, but i’ll always apologize and i’m working on it

- dni if you’re transx, radqueer/safequeer, a queer exclusionist (especially if you’re anti-mspec lesbians and anti-lesboy/turigirl), a TERF/transmed, don’t believe in transandrophobia, if you ship pedophilic or incest shit, if you’re racist/ableist/misogynistic, and generally if you’re involved in discourse too heavily i’d prefer it if you didn’t interact!

and that’s my blog! hope y’all enjoy!