#Love you x

[thesagekissoftime]

Here are a few bits in my room I think you'll like (featuring some vintage books, my miniature guide to art, and an oil painting of swans done by my great grandmother years ago)

love you x

[seldonhari]

i'm going away and should be back on april fools' day <3

take care!

[unusual-raccoon]

askdfkfjslnsjdbf SO TRUE @these tags. aerys being like ‘the eyes are watching me they scurry and skitter inside the walls i will never escape my enemies are burrowing beneath my castle’ and then lucerys is like ‘well dont worry :) ily. have you considered the true enemy is tywin? just a little thought i had hehe don’t mind me. love you x’

No, because we're right. Lucerys is like "🥺👉👈 my eyes are watching you too, cousin" while Aerys is being plagued by his own twisted mind. Lucerys, baby, this man's brain is being cooked like a boiled egg in his skull - he'd be so concerned by the prospect of Aerys being obsessed with something that wasn't him.

Spreading the anti-Tywin propaganda, yes he fucking would.

He is staunchly anti-Tywin. Beneath every frilly bit of lingerie and fine clothing he might wear is a "Fuck Tywin Lannister" t-shirt.

The idea of Lucerys becoming so anti-Tywin partially because Aerys just loathes the man so much is hilarious to me. I picture him seeing Aerys like 😠 at Tywin and so Lucerys is like 😠 at Tywin too.

Ending all small council meetings with a 'love you x'

[reidmoony-toast]

Thank you sm wtf?? Love all of you so much <33

[moonystoes]

remember that it’s probably a first experience for other people there too so it’s not only you who is nervous and sometimes it’s normal to take time to make friends in college but you will eventually 💖💖

Thank you for this, I'm kinda anxious because people around me seem put together. I hope it goes well.

[poison-uwu]

Finally home, I had strong ass meds, weed and my sleeping meds. If I'm not sleeping soon idk what's gonna make me

Edit ~ I'm gonna reply to all dms tomorrow, please don't think I'm ignoring anyone 🫶

[creatinghelen]

okay so figured out why I’m so emotional - moving from the city and organisation I’ve been with for the last two and a bit years. I’ve changed so much over this time - like, astronomically, and this will be that chapter closing and it’s good (and oh my god can you say new moon in scorpio energy) but kind of scary and exciting at the same time because who knows what will change in the next two years. there’s been so much change and growth and experiences I could never have anticipated and I’m so grateful for this town for holding me through it all but also so ready to move away from it. wild wild wild it’s all so wild

[rockstarlwt28]

for the prompt thing: “you don’t realise how easy it is to love you.” please <3

'Babe, you've been staring at me for the last hour...' Louis comments, tearing himself away from his novel for a second long enough to make eye contact with his husband.

Harry arches a brow, challengingly. 'That's a slight exaggeration there, Lou. It's been at least twenty minutes.'

Louis hates seeing him in distress, especially when he's meant to be working on a project, due in a matter of days. He slips in the bookmark to mark the page then slams it shut.

'Not enjoying it?'

'That's irrelevant, love. You're more important to me right now than some novel.' Louis shuffles a little, raising his leg; ankle teetering over his opposing knee. 'You have a project due, Harry - in a matter of days, yet you've done nothing but stare at me.'

Harry chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief. He's grinning stupidly, pencil hovering above the page.

'What?' Louis asks with furrowed brows.

'Do you not know what my project is about this time around?' Harry asks and Louis slowly shakes his head. He sighs, still seemingly amused by his husband's cluelessness. 'It's about passions, love, admiration - sketching what your heart desires.'

'I see. Do you have something in mind you wish to portray on paper?' Louis asks.

Harry taps the pencil against the paper, deflatedly. 'I do. And I've been trying to accurately portray the subject for the past hour or two. But no amount of lines, definition and skill can portray the beauty.'

Louis motions for him to continue. He could listen to Harry talk for hours.

'I - I just can't seem to -' their eyes lock, 'capture it or help others understand my emotions in some way - you know, like give the audience a taste of what I see?' Louis nods in understanding. 'I guess it's true what they say, natural beauty is hard to place on paper - do it justice.'

'Nonsense. I know you can do it. You're an excellent artist, Harry. Always have been,' Louis compliments with a smile.

Harry smiles, eyes twinkling with contentment. 'You never did stop believing in me. It's one of the things I admire about you.'

Louis' heart flutters. 'Just like I admire you.'

'Oh Louis,' Harry mutters, light laughter supplementing his words.

'What?'

'You.'

'What about me?'

Harry chuckles. 'Are you truly that clueless?'

Louis' brow arches when he cocks his head in confusion.

'I'm sketching you.'

'Me?' He stutters. 'B - but why?'

Harry smiles. 'Because you're the person I adore with all my heart, Lou. Ever since the day we met.'

'But...'

'You're the beauty I can't capture,' he whispers, eyes dancing over Louis' flushed face. 'You're the reason I feel a million and one things - feelings that are indescribable by words, yet I can't even portray them in an artistic form either. Louis, you're the light of my life, my soulmate and somehow, after all these years of marriage and courting you still don't realise how easy it is to love you.'

[yawneneteyam]

Don’t listen to those other anons. Your story is written beautifully. It is by far my favorite JAMIE fic I’ve read. 💜

If they want to read a Neteyam/Avatar fic, there are plenty out there 🤷🏻‍♀️😘

I’m pretty sure it’s the same anon tbh 🫣

But I don’t mind. They can think what they want to, but at the end of the day, I am writing a fic for Jamie, not Neteyam. I wrote Jamie and YN filming scenes together because it’s about Jamie!!!!! Sorry friend!!

But yeah, I’ve said maybe I’ll write Te’feyra and Neteyam one day so people can see her in her entirety, but for now- I’m just happy writing what I am 🤍

Thank you for your message my love x

[xtinyslip]

MOBIUS DIDN’T LIKE TO BE BACKED INTO A CORNER. yet, that’s exactly what this kang individual had been able to do to him within minutes of them meeting each other for the first time. loki might be a difficult pain in his neck the majority of the time but there was no denying that he cared. there was no denying that loki was probably the closest person he had that resembled anything close to REAL in his life. he couldn’t throw him under the bus like that, he wouldn’t. his current situation deserved whiskey. right? plenty of it too. it was why he’d closed up his office early so he could be pathetic and mope. well, no to the moping part but maybe kind of yes to the pathetic part but at least he could admit it. mobius didn’t know what to do here, he was completely alone because even after finding his friend. he didn’t remember. CRAP. CRAP. CRAP. “what now?” would that question have been phased like that if he wasn’t in a mood and tipsy? probably not but there we are. “i already agreed to be your little guinea pig. what else is there?” @lcvenderhcze​

[thesagekissoftime]

Chess Nights >>>

[pictures from pinterest]

Hello, my dears ♡

I have been trying to think of goals and projects for this year, and I think I would very much like to relearn chess. My older cousin and I used to play together nearly every night, but that was ten years ago, and he now lives halfway across Europe, so I lost the skill of the game. Do you think I should learn again so I can play against him when I visit him this summer? I hope you feel content this evening, and if not, there is always tomorrow ♡

love you x

[trashy-greyjoy]

really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.

[crow-caller]

as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.

[obsesssedblerd]

You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.” 

“Hm.” He doesn’t look up. 

“May I ask what you are doing?” 

“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.” 

Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.” 

“I am doing no such thing.” 

You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles. 

Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.

“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.” 

The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.” 

He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.” 

He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say. 

“Why?” 

“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.” 

Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.” 

— — — —

The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her. 

“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.” 

The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?” 

Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.” 

You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”

[raggedytiger]

this is so bad but i permanently cropped the file so brutally that i can no longer edit it. whoops! also panels 4-7 were fully coloured but it looks better without for some reason. pomni (penny?) is such an ugly crier. i love my horrible failgirl accountant

[goxjo]

♥︎ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 ♥︎

⟢ ┈ ﹒꒰ the morning after your first time with him, he’s not quite finished with you FT. gojo, nanami, geto, naoya, toji x fem! reader ꒱

AUTHOR’S NOTE. yeah, this could end up being very sweet or very horny. either way, please mind the warnings uwu. also, gojo’s is longer than the rest just bc <3

CONTENT. explicit smut, some sprinkles of fluff, eepy jjk men. ♡ gojo ♡ pet name: baby, princess, cuddling, early morning banter, frottage, v! fingering. ♡ nanami ♡ food cw, he wears a cute lil apron and you show up wearing only his shirt, v! fingering. ♡ geto ♡ pet name: angel, morning wood, early morning stretch, daddy kink. ♡ naoya ♡ pet name: kitten, consensual somnophilia, cunnilingus, kinda rough, squirting in his mouth sorry not sorry <3 ♡ toji ♡ pet name: sweetheart, consensual somnophilia, waking him up by giving head, 69.

LINKS. GEN. MASTERLIST ┆ JJK MASTERLIST

♥︎ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 ♥︎

ੈ♡‧₊˚ GOJO SATORU

“Satoru, can I tell you something?” You lightly trace your finger down his face. The tips of his eyelashes feel ridiculously soft to the touch, not to mention his glossy lips- ones that have explored your own and your body so thoroughly just a few hours ago, you��ve memorized its shape at this point. His mouth slightly opens when you graze his bottom lip with your thumb. Through his pearly white teeth, warm breath fans the tip of your finger as his chest rises and falls in sync with his light snoring.

“Hm?” For the first time, you’re hit with his raspy morning voice - one you can definitely find yourself getting used to. He catches your hand, peppering lazy, half-asleep kisses at the back of it. “What is it?”

“Nothing. Just- I’m insanely attracted to you, that’s all,” you whisper and his eyes light up at the sudden confession. You haven’t been together long so you saying something like this out of the blue is more than enough to take him aback. Next thing you know, big strong arms wrap around you, piling your weight on top of him.

“This feels nice,” he breathes, sleep finding its way back to his eyes, and you can feel his breaths slow down as he drifts off again.

Flick. “Hey, wake up. Need to hear that voice again.” You lightly flick a finger to his forehead and his eyes flutter open for a few seconds. But that wasn’t enough to fully wake him.

“Can’t. You’re so warm. So soft,” he mutters, tightening his grip around you. He shifts a little, trying to nestle the back of his head into his pillow as he shuts his eyes. “Could stay like this all day long.”

You lean closer to his face, studying his sleeping profile. How could anyone be this perfect? Most people wake up with bed heads, dried up drool on their chin, troll-like attitude, and crusty eyes. Not Gojo Satoru. He’s an angel. He wakes up in the morning looking as if he had a 30-minute head start to his daily skincare routine. As if he even needs one.

“Sooo soft,” he mutters once more, squeezing your sides.

“Hate to be the bearer of bad news you big pervert but you have to get ready for class.”

“Wrong!” He jolts awake. “That’s not something someone ‘insanely attracted’ to me would say.”

“How would you know?”

“Because I’m insanely attracted to you as well, and I say ‘5 more minutes’. Actually, make that an hour.”

You try to brush off his comment, pretending as if heat didn’t just rush to your cheeks at what you’d call a poor attempt at banter. A lie, because of course he’s an expert. “Come on you big baby. Wake up.”

“45 minutes, baby.” A big hand reaches underneath your shirt, soothing your bare back.

“Think you’re being slick, huh?”

“Mmm, shut up and come closer.”

“15 minutes?” you suggest, legs straddling his sides, pussy grinding on his half-hard cock as you draw hearts on his jaw, his hands finding their way to your bare ass.

“Hmm, 30.” He groans and you feel his cock twitch underneath, his hands grabbing the fat of your ass.

“You’re a bad negotiator- mmf.” You purr when he spreads your ass, walls clenching at the slight stretch.

“The worst. So, 30? Actually no. 30 is a done deal if you throw in a little kiss.”

“Deal—”

“On second thought…” his fingers slide down your folds, your mouth pops into an ‘o’ and you know for sure you’re done for the second he slides two digits into your slippery hole. “How ‘bout we make it 30 minutes after round 2?”

You’re definitely going to have to stay in all morning.

ੈ♡‧₊˚ NANAMI KENTO

A wave of confusion hits you when you’re awoken by the sound of something that dropped in a pan, aroma of something frying filling the room. Your eyes dart to the door slightly left open and you’re suddenly aware of the empty space beside you.

You try to look for the clothes you discarded last night but they’re nowhere to be found. So of course, you go for the next best thing.

Coming into the kitchen, you’re met with your partner’s broad and bare back, and your eyes immediately dart to the white lace-trimmed ribbon tied around his waist.

Clad only in pajama pants and that frilly little apron you gifted him as a joke, one that has a pretty pink ‘kiss the chef’ embroidered text at the front, Nanami is way too preoccupied with preparing breakfast for two.

You whistle in a way that’s too flirty for his comfort. Nanami looks over his shoulder, eyes trailing your form up and down, staring way too long at where his signature blue button-down ends just slightly above your upper thighs.

“Careful, your hashes are about to burn.”

“Did you sleep well?” he asks, completely turning off the heat as he makes his way towards you.

“You’re not gonna finish that? Aren’t you going to—” he doesn’t let you finish when he captures your mouth, pulling you into a deep kiss. His hands reach underneath the hems of your (his) shirt, finding your slick folds before pumping you silly with two of his fingers.

“Nope, I’m suddenly craving something else. Sit on the counter, now.”

ੈ♡‧₊˚ GETO SUGURU

You’re woken up by the sound of an alarm. Looking at the clock, it reads ‘7:00 am’ and you’re surprised to find a heavy arm around your waist and something hard pressed up against your ass.

You shift to turn off his alarm, to which Geto’s eyebrows furrow, protesting over your sudden escape from his hold. “Come back here,” he groans, voice a tad deeper than his usual key, swiftly pulling you close to his bare chest.

“You sound so sexy,” you whisper, planting lazy kisses on his nose and on his lips, his erection leaking something warm on your stomach.

“Really? You sounded sexier last night. Need to hear you screaming my name again, angel.” He reaches down, knuckles sliding across your slit as you feel his fist pumping his cock at the same time. For the first time, you’re oriented with what mornings with Geto are like.

The head of his cock runs through your slick folds before finding your hole. You purr at the friction as he enters you, giving a whole new meaning to ‘early morning stretches.’

“Ohh, ohh~” you hum. Your core grows heavy with need, forcing you to try to bounce on his cock, clit grinding against his abdomen as you hold onto his bicep.

“So impatient.” Geto chuckles at your eagerness. “Want daddy to pay attention to your clit?”

“Daddy, daddy, n-need you to move pleasepleaseplease,” you whine. He hooks your leg around his waist, fingers digging into the fat of your ass as he bottoms out.

“Good morning to you too.”

ੈ♡‧₊˚ NAOYA ZEN’IN

You think maybe you’re having one of those dreams. The best kind- one where a warm, wet muscle runs across your puffy slit before sliding in and out of your hole. It feels so hot, so good. Too hot, too good, you feel an orgasm coming-

“Fuuuck,” you cuss breathily, whines choking back a wake up yawn, and your body arches to the sensation in your pussy in place of an early morning stretch. Your eyes blink away the sleep in your eyes. Looking down, you find that black and white head of hair you love so much in between your thighs. And he doesn’t stop devouring your pretty cunt even as you mewl through your high. “Fuck, baby, fuck me!”

It’s real and it’s definitely his tongue sucking on your throbbing clit, definitely his thick fingers relentlessly fucking your wet velvet walls, definitely your pussy squelching from how good his tongue and fingers play with you at this ungodly hour.

“Grrood, mm-you’re-mm-awake,” he talks as if he’s speaking to your pussy, unwilling to part from your sweet little cunt even for a second. He was also like this last night. He told you the taste of your pussy is so damn fucking intoxicating, he could eat you up like a three-course-meal.

“Don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop!” Your fingers rake through his locks, making him use his teeth on your pussy just because he knows how much you like it when he gets rough. He feels so good going down on you like this, you just can’t help but squeeze his head between your thighs.

“Babybabybaby, fuuuuck- shit!” You feel your pussy twitch two or three times before he gulps, and with his lips still glued to your pussy, you could feel him release a deep chuckle at how much you came undone. Worry washes all over you, heat rising to your face when you realize what you’d done.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

“You taste heavenly kitten, do it again.”

ੈ♡‧₊˚ FUSHIGURO TOJI

Toji wakes up to an all-familiar feeling around his cock, something that wasn’t uncommon before he had you but now that it is you and your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock, one arm propped on his thigh for dear life-

“God, I fucking love you.”

He absolutely adores the sight of your head in the morning bobbing up and down his hard length, ass perked, other hand struggling to play with your cunt.

“C’mere and turn around sweetheart. Show me that pretty pussy of yours.”

Ass still perked, only now it’s dangerously close to his face. He spreads your folds with his thumbs, stretching your juicy, clenching entrance and huffing out hot air before he drags out his tongue to lick stripes on your cunt.

“Rrmfh~” Your mewls are muffled as you’re gagged with the head of his cock. The feeling of his tongue on your pussy tickles something in you that makes you suck on his cock, releasing a pop when your mouth leaves his length.

“Ohh~ T-toji baby-fuck-let’s cum together.”

“So fucking needy.” Toji kisses your clit a couple times before making out with your lips. He alternates between nipping the sensitive bud with his teeth and flicking it with his tongue, driving you insane while your own mouth is stuffed full of his cock.

“I rarely have breakfast, but this is a nice little treat.”