#Nack's Reposts

[inbetweenknacksandnooks]

Oh, hello there

General Info:

Hello, this is a sideblog where I can post whatever I want to my heart's content, it's like me being an anon, since I haven't told anyone about this blog.

I'm not sure how often I'll come to check on it, but I'll likely do 2-3 times a month minimum.

I'm 18 years old, female, and am going to start college real soon, so life may be busy and draining during this blog's lifetime sometimes.

Please DNI if you are homophobic, transphobic and keep in mind that I cater to women.

You can lurk around if you are a male but if you give any sort of comments or asks that make me uncomfortable can and will lead to a block.

If you are a male-lurker, then don't interact with any of my DNI if you're a guy posts. This is because those posts are usually a bit more spicy in nature and involve graphic or heavily suggestive lesbian/womenXwomen content, and I don't want men to fetishize those posts, so stay away from things marked as Men DNI.

The people I cater to tend to be women, lesbians, sapphics, MTF, and GN AFAB People. So long as you're pretty chill, and don't come around hating a bunch of the things I stand for, you can feel free to message me and have a good time reading up on my stuff! Basically Women Loving Women.

I don't cater to Men, or FTM.

I won't be doing any kind of Male!Reader things. My stuff is strictly Fem!Reader or GN!Reader.

I won't be writing about male characters from fandoms I'm interested in. This is a WLW blog, after-all.

I'm not very good at writing for characters, so most of my things are definitely OOC, though I try my best to make them accurate.

I'm also probably not going to write much smut or anything, and if I do it'll probably be angst rather than fluff, or it'll be non-graphic, mostly focusing on the POV, rather than the sensations or anything in detail.

Oh, speaking of which:

I'll likely mostly just be writing angst and fluff. I love both, angst has a tendency to get me sad irl if I think about it too much, so I probably won't be writing too much angst in a row. My angst will also usually have happy endings and fluff in them towards the middle and ends.

Fandoms I write for (and current interest status)

Honkai Star Rail (High Interest Level)

Zenless Zone Zero (Decently-high Interest Level)

Links and other important junk

Rules

Umbrella Masterlist

HSR Masterlist

ZZZ Masterlist

Common Tags + What they mean

#Nack's Lists = My Masterlist + stuff involving my masterlist

#Nack's [Abreviated Fandom] Canons = These are my headcanon works. The abbreviation will be in the middle, such as #Nack's HSR Canons, being my headcanons for HSR character(s).

#Nack's Reposts = things I reposted. I'll likely have additional comments in the form of tags there, too. Usually contains ramblings and/or squee-ings.

#Quick Nack-cess = Things that I want to be "quick access". Usually things I'll want to go to to regularly check on. Mostly personal indulgences.

#Nack-dates = My blog updates. Usually important as it notifies changes or fixes.

#Nack Rants = me ranting. Sometimes it's a lot, sometimes it's not.

#Nack Fics = Fanfics I made.

#Nack has Peeks = Peeks of fanfics I'm currently drafting, or neat things that involve them.

I put most of the tags listed here at the bottom of this post so that anyone can click on them and navigate the content.

My lovely Anons~!

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There's not many as of now, if you want to become an anon, just ask!

[ru-the-fox]

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[firstdivisiongirl]

If you still don't have a request for the spring/Summer event with Haitani Rindou I'd like to request him with the shopping trip!! Thank youuuu

Hi. Rindou and shopping seems like a great combination! I had so many ideas for this. Thank you for the request. I hope you like the idea I went with.

Rindou Haitani x Reader: Hibiscus

You were shocked when Rindou Haitani asked you on a date.  You were even more shocked when it was to go shopping.  You thought it was maybe because he liked one of your friends and wanted your help.  But, you hoped that wasn’t the case.  The two of you arrived at this little summer market.  The stalls were decorated with bright awnings and signs.  It was so cute.  It was out of a postcard or travel magazine.  You went to the different stands.  Rindou insisted on buying you something, but you kept buying all your own things.

“Do you want anything,” Rindou asked as he pointed to a jewelry booth, “I hear they have some really nice pieces”

“I’m good,” you answered turning red, “I’m not a huge fan of jewelry.”

“Okay noted.  What about hair accessories?”

“I do like hair pins.  But you don’t have..”

Rindou interrupted, “but I want to.  I want you to get a souvenir to remember our first date.”

You were shocked.  Did he just say first date?  Did he want to go on more?  What the heck was going on?

“Did you say first date,” you asked sheepishly as you tried to fix your hair.

“Umm..yeah.  I think you’re cute.  Did you think I didn’t like you?”

“Kind of.  You’re just really cool and I’m not.”

“Come on.  Let’s get you a hair clip.  And maybe a new shirt.  I think you got so nervous you sweated through yours.”

You grabbed his hand and went to the stand.  After looking at all the slips, you picked one that was silver, with intrigue hibiscus flowers on it.  Once you settle down, the trip was so much easier.  He picked up a few new shirts.  You picked out some shirts and little nick nacks.  It was also nice that he carried all of your bags as you excitedly went from stall to stall looking for things to add to your collection.  When he dropped you off at home, you were sad to leave.  The date was everything you could have wished for and more.  After that day, every date you went on, you wore the little hair pin he bought you to symbolize that day and he bought you a bouquet of hibiscus flowers too.  Your new favoritle flower.  The Hibiscus, a symbol of your love for each other.

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[finelookinsnailhorse]

They blocked reposts. Oops copy-paste.

Shadow: poison ivy

Sonic: harley quinn

Eggman: Joker

Tails: Robin

Knuckles: Batman

Amy: Batgirl

Vanilla: alfred

Cream: Cassandra cain (birds of prey version.)

Mighty: Superman

Ray: superboy

Tikal: wonder woman

Blaze: Starfire

[redacted]: Cyborg

Elise: raven

Mina Mongoose: Black canary

Whisper: deadshot

Charmy: bumblebee

[redacted]

Vector: Killer croc + [redacted]

Silver: Terra

Big: swamp thing

Rouge: Catwoman

Surge: Livewire

[redacted]

Mimic: clayface

Tangle: plastic man

[redacted]

[redacted]: aqualad

[redacted]: Zatanna

[redacted]: Vixen

[redacted]: two- face

Jet: Hawkman

Snivley Robotnik: riddler

[redacted}: flash

[redacted]: kid flash

[redacted]: lois lane

Gadget: jimmy Olson

Espio: katana

Dr Starline: lex luthor

Iblis + Mephilis: trigon

[redacted]: Slade

Nack the weasel: stalone

[veroramona]

Hello can I ask for an Hermes angst where the reader ends up dying in Ragnarok?

A/N: Oh, this sounds amazing! It got me nack into the mood to write, so thanks a lot! Also, I made the reader a gn!God, so I hope that I did you justice, dear anon <3

Summary: Hermes has to watch you, his godly lover, die in front of his eyes

Warnings: angst, violence (blood, fights), death, grief

Tagging @http-rae and @lololagni <3

From the moment he saw your name on the participant list, Hermes has been on edge. He tried to hide it from everyone else. While most Gods missed the way he moved more stiffly, those like Zeus caught onto it. Of course, why wouldn't Hermes be so tensed up? His lover was going to participate in Ragnarok! It wasn't like he didn't trust you and your abilities. He knew that you were capable of defending yourself. But... a small, irrational part of his brain told him that this was not going to end well for both of you.

Hermes stood with Ares as Heimdall announced the next round of Ragnarok. Hermes masked his uneasiness with neutrality. He watched as Heimdall introduced you... and then your opponent. Hermes was confident that you could beat them. But this little annoying voice in his head kept on pestering him, telling him otherwise.

Hermes watched the fight commence. The tension was grinding on his nerves. He watched every single one of your movements, explaining your techniques and skills to Ares. Even the God of War could see how stiff Hermes was, but he found no words to comfort his brother.

You dodged your opponent's attacks with ease, but somehow, it got increasingly difficult for you to do so. Hermes had to watch as your opponent landed more and more attacks on your body – the body he always worshipped was now littered with injuries.

His eyebrows furrowed in terror as your strength faded away. No... it couldn't be. The Gods watched in horror as your opponent landed one final hit on you. You stood there, blood pooling out of your wounds. Your body collapsed to the ground... and then dissipated into thin air.

No... no, this had to be a nightmare. There was no way that a measly human being... killed you. No. This was a cruel prank that Loki was pulling on him. But a glance at the God of Mischief convinced him that this was real. It wasn't an illusion. You were gone. You were actually gone.

Hermes was frozen in place. His eyes were wide. He couldn't take his eyes off the arena. No. It couldn't be true. He pressed his lips together, biting back the tears that threatened to leak. He couldn't allow himself to mourn and grieve... not now. It got increasingly difficult for him to keep his composure. His hands were balled into fists, trembling ever so slightly.

He ignored what the other Gods said and left. He retreated to his private chambers. No one dared to follow him. Of course, everyone knew of your relationship. Therefore, they could figure out that Hermes was... not feeling well, to put it mildly. No one dared to disturb him.

Hermes felt pure, unadulterated hatred for the human that killed you. They took you away... brutally. Ragnarok was a mistake. The Gods should've exterminated them without giving them a chance. But... there was nothing he could do about it. You were gone... and you wouldn't come back.

For the first time in his entire existence, Hermes fell into despair.

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© veroramona. Do not steal, edit, copy, repost or translate any of my work on any social media account or claim it as your own work. If you find someone who does that, please alert me and report the account!

[msallurea]

🎀Welcome to my blog🎀

Hi butterflies, my name is Allurèa but you guys can call me Bonnie. My blog consists of multiple topics but the main things I will be talking about is:

Manifestion/Spirituality

My daily life/personal interests

Personal development/mental health

Self care

Advice/tips

A space for littles/age regressors

🧁🎀Although my blog is meant for the public this blog is also very personal for me since it is basically my digital diary/journal for me and my journey to become the girl of my dreams and actually take myself serious but hopefully and faithfully my blog can also help guys just as much as girls become the dream version of themselves as well!🎀🧁

10 things to know about me are:

I'm blasian and a virgo sun, cancer rising, aries moon (I have a nack for wanting to learn deeper in astrology)

I love writing and scrolling through pretty pics on pinterest while listening to songs that make me feel pretty

I'm obsessed with soft sweet pretty desserts and pretty drinks

I love being pampered, getting all cute, reading/listening to smut, anything that's romantic in general (im a hopeless romantic💔)😍 and a good laugh with close friends

My favorite color is pink, pastels, neutrals and purple(specifically lavender) but I have a soft spot for red and periwinkle blue

My favorite animal are bunnies, butterflies and white tigers

Winter is my fav season because I luv fur and cute boots

I dislike rude ppl, yelling, fake ppl, negative energy in general, dirt, bugs, liars, mean people and the smell of coconut (it can be highly nauseating when it smells too strong)

I love organizing stuff and making them pretty (despite me being ironically unorganized, I'm working on that 😭)

I'm obsessed with pretty/beauty related things in general

BONUS: my favorite flower are cherry blossoms/sakuras, peach blossoms, roses, lotus flower, Magnolia flowers (my state flower😍) and hibiscus flowers; I'm an age regressor/little which is another reason I made this blog to help with that as well

My dms and asks are always open if you ever want to talk about anything, ask anything, and/or have any suggestions for posts/topics you want me to talk about

You can find my rules here: 🎀

My Girly Diary side blog

My new girly blog is @allureasdiary, this blog will be mostly focused on pure manifestation/my manifestation journey

Other than that that is all darlings, I love you I can't wait to see how this turns out 💗

[alonggoodbye]

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT MEME repost. do not reblog.

FULL NAME:  Halia Vasilyevna Markova (aliases: Halia Marker or Marshall) GENDER & SEXUALITY: Cis female || Demi-romantic demisexual ETHNICITY & SPECIES: Russian-Filipino American, Siberian decent. || Immortal BIRTHPLACE & BIRTHDATE: Brooklyn, New York, September 21, 1901

GUILTY PLEASURES: Walking around her lodgings in her undergarments while drinking whisky and smoking giant cigars.

PHOBIAS: Drowning, open water, abandonment

WHAT THEY WOULD BE INFAMOUS FOR: If it weren’t for history’s nack for focusing almost exclusively on men and Leon Reid's connections, Halia would be in the books for crimes of arson, murder, and bootlegging. If her past and her immortality were not something to be covered up, she would have worked her way up in the music business and had been noted among other colored singers through the jazz age.

WHAT HAVE THEY/WOULD THEY HAVE GOTTEN ARRESTED FOR: If it hadn’t been for her gang-mates, the neighborhood boys through her youth cast out by racist American views, our girl would be arrested for: several accounts of arson, breaking and entering, theft,  murder accomplished through organized crime, the production, trafficking and selling of illicit goods (alcohol).

CHARACTER YOU SHIP THEM WITH: Halia was once affianced to a young man named Henry O'Ryan, but a few months after he came home from the war their relationship ended. She has many friendships but I haven’t really had a chance to have her break past friendship barriers. She loses confidence in herself when faced with romantic intent, so haha.

CHARACTER MOST LIKELY TO MURDER THEM: Florian in the WWII thread probably- he’s got the the best chance.

FAVOURITE BOOK GENRE: Detective, mystery fiction

LEAST FAVOURITE BOOK CLICHÉ: “And the lived happily ever after…”, lazy writing in her opinion. 

TALENTS OR POWERS: Halia can proudly flaunt her singing voice, but is much more shy about her passions for painting, or baking. The latter two talents are so time consuming that she can never find a chance to indulge or practice. She also has a talent for playing the violin, but because of old memories of her mother and father, she only plays for herself || When it comes to powers Halia has the ability to manipulate heat, though she cannot make fire out of nothing. She is immune to any form of heat and can heal when her wounds are exposed to flames. Unbeknownst to her, however, death through drowning would make her demise permanent. 

WHY SOMEONE MIGHT LOVE THEM: Her sense of humor and loyalty make her kinda cute. She’s very patient and is the type of person to drag you back home to be tucked in bed, or sit by the toilet with you if you got drunk out of your wits. She isn't the most confident flirt, so if she starts to flirt and it is reciprocated she will get very flustered. 

WHY SOMEONE MIGHT HATE THEM: She is a very good liar and she lives a life held up by many webs of lies. Halia does not take joy out of it, but unless you already know about her age, powers, or past don’t expect the truth until you’ve earned it.

HOW THEY CHANGE: After living through war after war and losing loved ones repeatedly Halia becomes better at letting go and living out of other people's shadow. After Leon Reid's death in 1929, after the stock market crash, she learns not to believe in the sunken cost fallacy (i.e. just because someone has been in your life forever, doesn't mean you should continue with toxic relationships of any sort). She eventually learns how to make friends genuinely without trauma bonding, or becoming co-dependent.

WHY YOU LOVE THEM: She’s honestly a badass grandma stuck in the body of a 20-something year old. She’d be the ultimate hipster lol

[steviespookiee]

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17 / She!her / RadFem / Bisexual 🎀

Joe keery ML♡♪ Sabrina Carpenter always `02.10`

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Twitter: SOON!!

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Hi, my names Strawbunni! (Or Strawb for short!)

(Like strawberry bunny🐰)

And this is my about me - some information about who I am and what I wanna post here on Tumblr!

I’ve been on Tumblr for half a year now, (Thanks to my best friend🩷) and the community is amazing! I’ve always been too scared to post or interact with people, but I want to start making friends and building a community of my own.

What will I post?

For now I will just post random thoughts I have, updates on certain celebrities (like new photos being posted, concerts ect.) Maybe some art projects, The Sims 4 content, Royale High stuff and reposting anything I find hilariously funny.

Eventually I want to start writing and posting my own fan fiction! Mostly Stranger Things! (it’s a special interest of mine.) some Supernatural, The Walking dead, POSSIBLY The Last Of Us if I can bring myself to play the game. (I’m too scared.) and a few other TV shows! So feel free to give me suggestions or requests for any fics you’d wanna see in the future, don’t be shy!

What are my interests/hobbies?

My BIGGEST hobby is gaming! As a kid I always played on my mums iPad, or my dad’s PS3, eventually my sister got an Xbox that I started using, and then I eventually got my own laptop! Which then for me into getting my own gaming computer. Here are a list of games I love and currently play! VVV

• Dead By Daylight

• The Sims 4

• VALORANT

• Overwatch

• Roblox

• Disney Dreamlight Valley

• Minecraft

• Resident Evil. (Leon Scott Kennedy😍).

Some other interests I have! VVV STRANGER THINGS! Like I previously said before stranger things is my special interest, i love it with all my heart, my room is CONSUMED by it and my life revolves around it and Steve Harrington. I love collecting funko pops, I have a shelf in my room that’s almost full of funkos! Most of them being stranger things!🤭 I have vinyls of the ST sound track, posters, framed photos, plushes. I recently went to Stranger things: The First Shadow - so I got a lot of merch and momentum’s from that. I also like Supernatual, Riverdale, Heartstopper B99, Dynasty, H20: Just Add Water, And so many more! 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Writing! 📝

I’ve always had a nack for writing and creative stories, that’s why I want to write fan fiction so much, combining two things I love, writing and imagination! Taking a TV show or a game and making it a world that exists and heals people, giving them happiness reading about their favourite characters and feeling a connection with them! It’s helped me through a lot and brings me a happiness I don’t get from anything else, what can I say? I’m delulu🤭. 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Guitar! 🎸

I’m currently learning how to play guitar, my friend is generously giving me free lessons, she’s also let me borrow her acoustic and electric guitar! I 100% prefer electric and want one of my own, I currently know TWO MITSKI songs that I learnt within my first lesson, in 4 hours. I’ve always wanted to learn to play but it looked so hard and I doubted myself, but once I gave it a go I realised I just have to try and keep going, and that beginning lesson was what I needed to jump start this hobby! :) 🎀 ———————— 🎀

Acting! 🎭

I’ve always loved acting, when I was 13 I used to do a lot of roleplay online, it’s not acting but it made me realise that I actually have an interest in that kind of stuff! I’m currently doing a Performing Arts course in college, which is going so well! I’m in the highest level and I got the lead in the Christmas musical! Sadly I had to give the role to someone else because I had too much course work to be able to learn the script in time, but it made me so happy knowing my skills were good enough and that I wasn’t wasting my time! Maybe I’ll get a job working on a movie and Joe Keery will be my characters love interest🤭! A girl can dream, right? 🤷‍♀️

If you made it this far, thank you for reading and I hope we get along well! Feel free to drop me a message, I don’t bite!😊 I hope that some of you stick around and help me work my way through the community, until next time, bye! 🩷

My bestie: @daryldixonsbub Go follow her! She’s supported me through so much and I absolutely love her to bits🩷

!DISCLAIMER! PHOTOS ARE NOT MINE, I GOT THEM OFF PINTEREST.

And thank you too @arson-fox, ML<3 for helping me edit the photos��

[tenementmusic]

Reposted from @jimmy_jabra_2 Al.Divino x Raticus - Cryptex Murderous Material This record introduced me to @raticusmusic and made an instant fan of me. The beats are boom bap throwbacks, complete with scratching, dusty loops, hard drum hits, and vocal samples. The record is stacked with a guest list that reads like a who’s who of 2019 underground hip hop: Estee Nack, Reks, Rome Streetz, Mooch, Planet Asia, and Eto all put in stellar work. Divino albums are known for being wildly uneven, but this joint is solid from front to back, and Raticus seems to bring the best out of Divino. Happy I was able to get my hands on a test press 💨 #realhiphop #aldivino #raticus #undergroundhiphop #hiphopvinyl https://www.instagram.com/p/ComZsTqrnwR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[motobug]

been trying to practice bigger mobians............ still need to keep at it. cant show anything finished here yet so have some more rp-related doodles. 

sometimes you get shot the hell up but it’s okay, Nack has a high pain tolerance and Bark’s aiming to crush a few heads.

[whispon]

ANONYMOUS asked:

..... [the kid was quicker than he’d anticipated. Nack was nervous... but didn’t want to let it show.. he wouldn’t resort to begging unless he absolutely HAD to] whoa whoa whoa.... let’s just talk about this.... you clearly know your way around a weapon... I’m a sensible enough weasel to know I’d lose some skin if I try anything funny... what say you ‘n me chat a while? The name’s Nack. [he attempts a charming grin]

➦             charm disregarded, her grip only tightens on the wispon with an audible cue as he tries to smarm his way into reliability. whisper isn’t buying it. though her eyea previously had opened to scowl at him, nack recieces no more than a simple sniff towards the weasel, a lone sign of the wolf’s lack of empathy ; at least towards nim. from what she’s heard already, this is merely someone buying time in order to deal that final blow.

                               ❛ - ( you already know mine, i’d assume. there is no pleasure in meeting your acquaintance, ‘nack’. ) - ❜

[bakerstreethound]

Such Things of Beauty

Kinktober: Face Sitting 

Relationship: Steven Grant x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, face sitting, oral (fem receiving), praising, Marc pops in briefly to call reader a slut, inexperienced Steven and reader (with this position) 

Summary: It’s been a long day at work and Steven inquires if he can try out a new position in the bedroom with you and you take him off on his offer. 

All writings belong to me @bakerstreethound (Do NOT repost or translate my works to other sites. I only publish here and on A03 under the same username)

Word Count: 1k+

A/N: I hope you all liked this one! Steven is so soft and sweet and must be protected at all costs. This wasn’t beta read so there may be spelling errors.

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It had been another long night, you clung to your pillow waiting in the long stretches of the evening hour for your boyfriend to come home. You were getting worried about Steven, your beloved Steven who worked in the museum gift shop. But then he walked through the door utterly bedraggled, his eyes drooping, exhaustion coming off of him in waves. 

“Evening, love.” his voice was soft, muffled even. He was far away swallowed in his coat, stifling another yawn as he shuffled closer to the bed. First, the soft thud of his shoes hit the floor, then next his jacket until all he was left in was his undershirt and boxers. He watched your sleeping form, hating to wake you from such a wonderful slumber, but he stroked your hair gently, wiggling closer to you. 

Your arms immediately wrap around him and he relaxes at the touch, happy to be in your arms, full of love, yet something from earlier lingers in his mind when you pull him closer. 

“Love?” 

“Yes, Steven?” You murmur happily, inhaling his scent, the smell of old books, and the slight hint of the incense he no doubt inventoried for the third time this week. He clings to you harder, slowly moving against you, tangling his legs with yours. 

“I had a thought couple days ago, saw a mention in an article I mistook for old antiquities…but it was disguised to look like it and…oh, Osiris help me…” 

You stroke his nack gently, cupping his face, tilting his chin up to meet your eyes with his. “You can trust me Steven.” 

He takes a deep breath, a blush tinting his cheeks. “It’s called face sitting and I…thought I could try it with you…spice things up a little…innit what they’re saying these days?” 

The moment of silence creeps along, he’s aching, begging you to say something. Sweat almost breaks out along his brow and he pulls you closer, fearing you might bolt out and leave him and yet when the “yes” falls from your parted lips, he can’t believe his luck. 

You press his lips against yo his, gently nudging him to his back. His eyes soften and he cups your face in turn as you make way to straddle his waist, slipping your hands under his shirt to take it off. He obliges whimpering at the feel of your cool touch on his warm skin. Oh, how beautiful he looks in the moonlight all sprawled out in front of you. Soft lips press kisses along his chest, licking, biting, and sucking marks all along his collarbone and chest. His back arches slightly, shuddering at each touch as he grows more sensitive. 

“Love, please…c-can I taste you?” He whimpers as you suck yet another mark to his neck.

‘All in due time Steven,” you smirk to yourself, darling to roll your hips against him, savoring the way he trembles both in awe and desire at each touch and mark you bestow to him. He’s so gentle and precious to you, you couldn't not refuse but to take his offer. Then, you find yourself hovering over him, his hands reaching up to grip your hips and yanking off your underwear. 

“This right?” 

“Yes Steven, just like that. Tap me three times when you need air, alright? I want you to be alright, yeah?” 

“Yes, love,” His breath against your core makes you clench in anticipation, yet you lower yourself on top of him, gripping the headboard to steady yourself. The first strokes of his tongue set your nerve endings on fire and your eyes flutter shut at the sensation, enjoying this new position, praising whatever deity it was that urged him to test this out. There was a good chance Marc had urged him on to try other ways of pleasing you. You adore Steven and love to worship him but this…his tongue probing deeper, reaching further in you, the way his nose nuzzled against your clit, it was enough to make you scream in ecstasy and pay your penance and beg. 

Your hips move gently against his face, searching for more friction, one of your hands grips his ruffled curls, causing him to groan against you, sending the reverberations against your core. He does not stop in his conquest, spurred on by your whimpers, your praises, Oh Osiris, you looked gorgeous above him and he was the one to do this to you, make you fall to your pleasure all by him and his tongue. 

Told you our girl would love this Steven, now suck her clit, she’ll love that, Marc’s voice murmured, clearly enjoying this interaction. Make her cum for us, the good little slut. 

Marc, really shut it, I need to focus here, Steven bites back, swallowing a moan, savoring the taste of you, gaining more confidence with each stroke and thrust. He breaks away for a moment, stroking his tongue along your slit, then he sucks your clit gently. 

“Fuck…Steven that’s right…hell please yes I want to come for you.”  Your hips stutter against him begging for more friction, groaning as his thrusts grow more confident more demanding, determined to make you cum just for him. The new angle his tongue takes has you throwing your head back, hips moving faster, grinding against his face harder, chest heaving as you finally…finally break with a shout of moans and broken praises. 

He slowly, oh so gently and slowly licks you clean savoring every single drop of your release, pressing kisses to your inner thighs, his calloused hands stroking your hips. He helps you adjust, settling you properly back on the bed opening his arms to you and you pull him in for a proper kiss, savoring the taste of yourself on his tongue. 

“Steven, that was amazing. You were amazing. You are amazing” You kiss his lips softly, full of love and adoration. 

“Well, Marc thought it was something.” Steven quipped, his face turning a shade darker. “Oi, I didn’t mean…he strongly encouraged me to try that…wasn’t sure...” 

You silence him with another kiss, stroking his sides and pulling him into your arms, kissing his forehead. “You guys…all of you are amazing and I love all of you. But perhaps I should return the favor sometime,” a ghost of a smile plays on your lips as your hands wander lower, determined to thank them all profusely. 

******

@starks-hero​ @feral-for-strange​ @classickook​ @frostandflamesfanfic​ @lilythemadqueen​

[twin-azure-dragon-wave]

SessRin art by Nack (@nackseojang_sr)

Repost w/ permission

via twitter

[jakensama]

Tiny Sesshomaru tries his best to protect his dearest Rin-Chan!!!So cute and impressive works!!!💗💗💗

Fantastic SessRin fanart by Nack💐

Repost with permission 🌈

[beauty-inked]

#Repost @lady_tattoo_cat • • • • • • Wer sich seiner Nacktheit schämt, bekam nur noch nicht mit, wie blamabel er angezogen aussieht. In diesem Sinne einen schönen Sonntag wünsche ich euch 😏 #instagirls💋 #tattoos #titsandtattoos #nacked #inkbody #girlswithtattoos #redhair #sundaymood #mylifemyway https://www.instagram.com/p/B2_hNS1on5d/?igshid=1ng8r4bx8uw9g

[apeculiarartist]

sonic sketch dump (part two) this is the first time I've ever drawn these dorks tbh