#Return gifts for kids

[manojmanum]

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[rakhigiftstore]

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[pujacelebration]

Lakshmi Ganesha Charan Box| Puja Celebrations

Bring home the blessings of the almighty in the form of this festive gift set. These beautiful charan padukas of god will give you a unique touch. It can be a great return gift for Wedding, Upanayanam, Baby Shower, Housewarming or any other occasion etc.

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[pegasusforkids]

Make these winter holidays fun and exciting for your children - Pegasus

Hurry up and start buying products from Pegasus and make your child’s winter breaks full of joy and fun! Pegasus products are available at the store and on their website. Their store is located at DLF Mall of India, Noida.

[askblueandviolet]

Macaque, you are a freeloader...

At least give The Mayor a kiss. 😗

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[otaku553]

Hello! I saw your recent art of sabo, and in the tags you mentioned the big 3 of Shounen. I know it’s One piece and Naruto, but what’s the third? How come you like the character? Lovely artwork, it’s candy for the soul!! Thank you •u•

Ah thank you!!! The big three of shonen (for I guess the previous generation?) are Naruto, One Piece, and Bleach. Naruto and Bleach have already ended but it seems like One Piece is still going quite strong, despite the new generation of shonen anime (including Hero Aca, Demon Slayer, and the third spot is still debated! Probably JJK is my guess though that falls into its own sub genre of shonen dark fantasy I suppose)

Here are my favs! I’ll put the reasons why I like them in the read more because it’s quite long :)

Despite watching Naruto first I could never actually finish it because it was so long so I kind of just osmosed the later parts of shippuden through fanfics and other such media ^^; I think it’s pretty difficult to pick a definitive fav for Naruto because I feel like it tends to fumble a bit of its character writing? I think if I had to pick one maybe young Kakashi but still kind of eh. Maybe I just didn’t watch far enough to get attached

As for Bleach, I picked it up years ago around middle school and then dropped it after the first hundred episodes or so because filler got boring for younger me but then I picked it up again in high school and managed to at least get past aizen! And then I dropped it there because I wasn’t interested in any continuation after what seemed like an already pretty strong ending.

Toshiro is my favorite because he falls into all niches of character tropes that I enjoy including but not limited to: child genius who acts responsible but is still somewhat immature, cold personality along with ice powers but fierce loyalty to close relationships. I especially enjoy child genius characters for the contradictory dichotomy of what is expected of them in terms of maturity and knowledge and the amount of pressure these kinds of characters face and how they handle it! That said, I enjoy him more for the tropes that he falls into and my personal interpretation of him rather than canon writing for him. I think that though canon is an alright base, he doesn’t get much time to shine (character-wise instead of combat-wise).

And Sabo. Oh my goodness I am brainrotting so hard over Sabo right now. The ASL siblings in general have a vice grip on my heart and really are not letting go. There is so much tragedy in the way that they are written, that works because there are three of them. Ace and Luffy spend so much effort trying to save the only brother they have left in the world not realizing that if they go they’ll be the first to go actually because Sabo is still alive, and Sabo could have done so much and changed so much if only he had regained his memories sooner. Why didn’t he remember sooner? I can only assume it’s because he didn’t want to remember, because he grew out his hair to cover a scar he wasn’t proud of, because he was running away from his origins when he lost his memories and maybe that stuck with him. I don’t even remember when Sabo was introduced as a character because I don’t think he was mentioned during Marineford? But he’s such a compelling character because he does so much to save the world and yet is unable to save his own brother! And he’s written to fit with Ace and Luffy incredibly well, being the voice of reason where they can’t be.

[shalomniscient]

Cmon, dont slander clara like that. She is actually a very good standard 5 star. The one that you actually wanna be afraid of is Yanqing, that boy so bad my unbuilt jingliu did more damage then a fully built yanqing. Believe me, i tried

NAHHH i cant and never will be mad at losing to yanqing because that boy CARRIED my early game, not to mention the recent story in the last two patches. he’s my SON and i LOVE him, his arc was masterfully done and completed in 2.5 and they could never make me hate him 😤😤😤

[sincerely-sofie]

Ruby anon again! I’m glad that I haven’t been interrupting your creative process or intervening at all. I can’t wait to see what you do with Ruby and her siblings!

The siblings, btw, were a piece of work for me to write and develop until I decided to peace out on really doing anything with them. The only two things I remember about them really are:

• They’re bounty hunters and their parents did the same thing to them that they’re doing with Ruby. They’re repeating behavior taught to them and they legitimately think they’re helping Ruby. I scrapped that idea quickly because I felt like that could push out the problematic “the abused become abusers” message and that it could possibly make the siblings sympathetic, and I did not want to make them sympathetic in even the slightest way. Anything I had involving the backstory of Ruby’s siblings and/or what happened to their parents was just tossed out after that.

• I thought about the siblings having opposite personalities and looks: one is more loud and aggressive and the other is more quiet and passive aggressive. One is shiny while the other is not. One is the physical abuser while the other is the emotional abuser. Despite their personalities contrasting, they get along well with each other. I wanted it to symbolize that abuse can look different, but it’s still abuse and can often come with other forms of it. I was still on the fence about that idea because I wasn’t sure if I liked it.

I hope you can write the siblings better than I ever could. I can’t wait to see more of your work! It’s amazing! I hope you have a good night. ^^

OHHHHH MY WORD I CAN’T BEGIN TO TELL YOU HOW AMAZING THESE NOTES ARE AND HOW EXCITED I AM TO INCORPORATE THEM

I love the idea of the siblings embodying different forms of abuse and the significance of how their differences ultimately play off each other in a way that they get along swimmingly. That’s a brilliantly layered piece of storytelling, you’re a genius! And thank you for the compliment, you’re super sweet :>

Real quick, an important thing to note about the possible problematic message that “the abused become abusers”— it’s a heartbreaking fact that many cases of abuse are generational in origin. The documented fact that domestic abusers are frequently victims of corporal punishment is one of the most devastating examples of this. To write a couple of characters who reflect this fact doesn’t automatically push out the idea that the abused become abusers— heck, it could be written as an important insight into the devastating effects of abuse and how it impacts its victims, and how breaking the chain of abuse is even more significant than its already seen.

Just because you write a reason for a character to be a horrible person doesn’t mean they’re automatically sympathetic, or even that they’re sympathetic in a bad way. Villains people can relate to are very powerful from a writing perspective because they make the reader stop, stare into the abyss, and see it staring back at them. A sympathetic or “understandable” villain who is still clearly villainous is terrifying compared to one that’s cartoonish pure evil. I can’t think of anyone who wants to blow up the universe, but I can think of a good few people who are xenophobic to the point of dehumanizing even themselves through their hatred. An origin story isn’t always an excuse. Sometimes it’s nothing more than an explanation— a cautionary tale that says “this could be you, so watch yourself.”

The fact that this is a possible backstory for Ruby and her older siblings is very relevant to Twig’s character in particular. I haven’t talked about Twig’s aunt Rue or mother Rowan’s backstories very much, but Rue was very similar to Twig while growing up— and Twig resembles Rue as a child more than she does her own mother. In a piece I haven’t finished yet, there’s a flashback that reveals the lighter that featured so heavily in the abuse Twig suffered is printed with her grandfather’s initials. Ruby and Twig could talk for hours, I think, about the torrential emotions that come from knowing your tormentor was a victim as well.

[chanshoesunite]

request: chan teaching inexperienced reader how to give him a blowjob first the first time ❣️

Oh nonny... Not me sitting here with the fucking Kama Sutra to do research on how to actually teach someone blowies... All for you, dearest horny reader. Enjoy!

IMAGINE being tangled up with Chan, not sure where his body ends and yours begins, only a few remnants of clothing left between you, his tongue in your mouth, his hands in your hair, his erection pressed against your barely clothed core. Chan is not the first man you’ve ever had, but he’s the first man who has stayed for longer than a couple of quick fucks, and the first one that treats you and your heart with the tenderness you deserve and makes you come as often as you deserve. He also makes you want to please him the way he pleases you.

“Chan,” you now gasp into his ear as he rakes his teeth against the tender skin over your collar bone. “Let me blow you.”

Chan pulls back, his eyes searching yours. “You want to?” he asks, and although his pupils are blown with lust, you realise with a wave of tenderness that your comfort is still his top priority.

You nod. “Teach me,” you say, already sliding your hand teasingly down his stomach with more bravado than you’re actually feeling. Sure, you have touched his cock before, but giving head is something entirely different.

Chan gulps. “Okay. How do you want to do this?”

You hesitate. “Well… I’ve always imagined myself… On my knees?”

Your boyfriend closes his eyes for a second, biting his lip. “Fuck, YN, you’ll be the death of me,” he swears. “My sweet baby girl with her huge eyes innocently telling me how she’s imagined being on her knees for me.” He shakes his head. “Sure, we can do it like that.”

You get off the bed, not quite sure where to go next.

“How about I stay here,” Chan moves to the edge of the bed, still sitting, planting a cushion on the floor, “and you kneel here?”

You nod and follow his suggestions as Chan kicks off his boxer briefs. His cock, already fully hard, seems almost intimidating in its size up close. You lick your lips, glancing up at him. “Do I just… take it in?” Chan swears under his breath.

“You can take my cock in your hand and use it to jerk the part you cannot reach with your mouth,” Chan explained. “Trying to fit all of it into your mouth at the first try could be a bit much.”

You nod again. That sounds manageable.

“Hollow your cheeks and be careful with your teeth,” he adds, and before you can overthink it, you take a hold of his hard cock and put your mouth on him, starting with kitten licks to the tip before, emboldened by his groan, you take him in. The feeling of him in your mouth is strange, but not unpleasant – you had not expected the heaviness, despite having been pounded by his cock before. Imagining the blowjob to be more pleasant when wetter – just like a wet pussy feels better – you gather your saliva as you push down, taking in as much of Chan’s cock as possible while still feeling comfortable. You manage to go down farther than you’d thought and are secretly proud of yourself as you draw back up.

“Use your tongue,” Chan instructs with a raspy voice, and at the next upward movement, you swirl your tongue around the tip. “Yeah, like that,” he says, falling back onto his elbows, making himself more comfortable. You glance up, meeting his eyes as you sink down on his cock again, and his eyes widen.

“Fuck,” he groans. “You look so good like this, baby girl. You’re doing so well. I’ve thought about this, but the reality…” A sigh escapes him, interrupting his coherent thoughts as you slightly suck the tip, swirling your tongue around it messily before sinking back down, trying to match the pace of your mouth to your hand.

You like this, too, you realise as you feel wetness pooling inside your panties, you like pleasing Chan, you like having him at your mercy, and you like being good at this. He looks so good, leaning on the bed, his pupils blown, sweat beading on his forehead as he accepts whatever pleasure you give him. Already, you can imagine this becoming a staple in your foreplay. Pulling off his cock for a second, you ask, “Should I touch your balls, too?”

Chan nods. “Gently. You can also lick them – but I’d rather you kept your lips around my cock. The sight is addictive.”

You hum in understanding as you suck his cock into your mouth once more, one hand around the part of the shaft you can’t reach, one hand gently weighing his balls now. Chan’s throaty moan makes you shiver, and then his hand is on your head – not pushing you, the gesture is more of a gentle acknowledgement than an instruction. “Yeah,” he breathes. “Can you go a little faster?”

You comply, hollowing your cheeks, swirling your tongue as you taste the first few drops of precum – it’s not entirely pleasant, but not so bad you’d stop. Chan’s moans grow louder, and you can feel his hips gently following you whenever the desired heat of your mouth moves upward. Your jaw is starting to ache a little, but you want to make him come so badly, you redouble your efforts, and you have your boyfriend panting within seconds.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so good at this, you’re going to make me come, you should probably stop now if you don’t want me to-“

“Mhmm-mhmm,” you hum, signalling that you’re fine with swallowing his come, and it’s the humming that does it, Chan’s grip in your hair tightens, and then, with a broken-sounding groan, he explodes into your mouth, and you swallow before you can think about it, the slight bitterness of his cum making you wince.

You keep him there in your mouth until you feel both of his hands on your cheeks, pulling you off gently and then up into his arms. You both tumble back onto the bed, Chan on his back, you half on top of him. He breathes deeply, still shaken by the remnants of his orgasm, and you smile down at him lovingly. You did this, you remind yourself. You made him feel this good. The feeling his exhilarating.

Chan pulls you in for a kiss – a slow and sensual one, and he doesn’t even seem to cringe at the fact that, surely, he can taste himself in it. He smiles at you lazily, catlike. “Thanks for that, baby girl,” he purrs, caressing your hair. “You are so fucking sexy when you take what you want.”

You grin back. “And you are so fucking sexy when you are at my mercy.”

He shakes his head. “Who knew my baby girl was so dirty?” He moves up, rolling himself on top of you, pushing his hand into your soaked underwear. “And who knew it’d turn you on this much to be on your knees for me?” His smile is cunning now. “Give me a minute to get hard again, baby. I’d hate to let all of that wetness go to waste.” The glint in his eyes is the last thing you see before your eyes fall shut at the pleasure of his fingers pressing into you.

[snucius]

After Nagini's bite, Lucius found Severus instead of Harry.

(TW: Major character death, past mpreg)

***

"No!" he cried, kneeling in front of the man he loves so dearly. "No, no, no!" he repeated deliriously. He put his hands on his younger lover's neck, where he was bleeding to death, and applied pressure to stop the bleeding, but it was in vain.

"Lucius," a weak voice said. With his last ounce of strength, he grabbed the blond man's collar.

"Sev, you must have something on you, a-an antivenom or something... a-anything to save you" he was clearly crying. Anyone would do in his position. "Please" he begged. "Give me something to save you, please"

"No, love" Severus gasped. With blood filling his lungs, it was becoming more difficult to speak. "Daysha" he finally managed to say. "You must look after her"

"You're a Potions Master! How can you not have some antidote on you?!"

"Lucius focus. You should be the one to raise Daysha after I'm gone"

"No- no don't say that. You're not going a-anywhere Severus. My Sev cannot die today, you cannot die before me. I can't bear it"

"Luc... listen-" his sentence was cut short when he coughed up blood. He yanked on Malfoy's clothes once more, this time more desperately. "She's yours," he spat out at last. And then he began to cry. The thought of his daughter growing up like him burned his veins even worse than the venom.

Time stopped around Lucius as his heart started to beat faster, he didn't think it was possible a minute ago. "What?" he exhaled. "But you said-"

"I know what I said" sobbed Severus. "I didn't want your name, your marriage, to be tainted" he released Lucius's clothes and placed his hand on his chin. "But she's yours, I swear. She even has-" his sentence cut abruptly as a searing pain went through his whole body. "She even has your hair" he managed to gasp out before his body arched with another wave of pain. "Her hair was black when you saw her but it was a glamour, she's yours. I've never been with anyone but you in my whole life"

Lucius slowly caressed his temple with feather-like kisses "We could've raise her together" he whined, shaking his head as if he wants to wake up from a horrible nightmare. "Please don't leave me alone"

"It's okay" Severus whispered, that was all he could do.

"It's all my fault" Lucius admitted.

"Stop"

"I introduced you to Dark, it's because of me, you took the Mark because of me" he muttered against his darling's ear. "I should be the one who's dying"

"Look into my eyes" Severus said with a stern voice. When Lucius faced him, he said again "It's okay"

"What am I going to say to her when she asks about you? Salazar, she's only two"

"Just say her mama loves her" He had to put his hand over his mouth to keep his sobs from becoming too loud. "I need you to stay strong and be a good father to our daughter, okay? She's in Spinner's End with my mother. Promise me you won't leave Daysha with her." Severus was barely audible anymore; he didn't know how much time he had left, but it wasn't difficult to guess that it wasn't much.

"I won't" Lucius said. He'd never leave his own blood with a woman who had scarred Severus. But he didn't know how to be strong, he was weak; the love of his life was dying in his arms, and all he could do was nothing; he was weak.

"Promise me!"

The begging tone in Severus' voice woke him up from his train of thoughts. He nodded quickly. "Of course I won't leave her, dearest. She is my own flesh and blood, a part of us. I promise"

Severus' breathing began to slow as he reached for Lucius one last time. Malfoy intertwined their fingers and pressed his forehead against his dearest's. "I love you" he said as he breath out. He waited for a response but when none came he closed his eyes tightly as tears streamed down his cheeks. He couldn't tear his face away from Severus' for a while. He was too afraid to look at his lover's lifeless figure.

"I know you love me too"

He eventually drew back a little, pressed his lips against his beloved's forehead, and said "It's okay"

[tidesfate]

“&– - Whether you want it or not is irrelevant. I like to reward those who amuse me, and this is your reward. You will take it.”

[quietwingsinthesky]

Prompt: the archangelcule celebrating Jack's birthday 🙏

Lucifer runs himself ragged all week getting the party set up (and despite the fact that he’s done this for Jack every time he needs it since he came back into Michael’s life, it still leaves Michael surprised and wondering what happened to the boy who only knew how to bite the hand that fed when Michael abandoned him, when did he learn to be gentle and reliable, why did Michael waste all this time not seeing him?) to the point that he looks like he might fall asleep in front of the birthday cake before Raphael nudges him with their elbow, and he wakes up to sing.

They sing quietly — loud noises hurt Jack’s ears, one of many little oddities, but they rearrange their lives around his needs: no vacuuming unless he’s out of the house and no yelling from room to room — while Jack looks like he’s about to jump right out of his seat with how much he wants to blow out the candles. Gabriel scoops him up in one arm after, lets Jack’s tiny hand curl around the handle of the (dull!) cake knife while his lays over it to guide him, and helps him to cut pieces for them all himself.

(birthday 3 sentence ficathon! come toss a prompt!)

[forever-eternal]

👍 question numbero dos (number two)

Would they have a planned field trip for their now 5-8 year old children

Multiple.

The Beach, Aquariums, Parks, Museums— everything that will appeal to their children, and keep them entertained.

So many gift shops will be going out of business this day.

[pujacelebration]

Peacock Embossed Jewel Box | Puja Celebrations

https://www.pujacelebrations.com/bags-potlis/jewellery-pouches.html

[woolandcoffee]

I think the time has finally come for me to re-enter my clog era.

[red-hemlock]

Your Aesthetic Word Is...

Cafuné

Cafuné means running your fingers through someone's- perhaps a lover, hair. It's such an intimate, affectionate way of showing love. If you got this result, you're a romantic at heart; very sweet, delicate, precious wandering soul. Aren't you scared of your heart being too big for your body? Somehow, you remind me of that pretty coral pink that bleeds into a soft indigo when the sun is slowly setting. What I'd like to tell you is that we can't save everyone, and that's okay. You're doing your best, and it's enough.

Tagged by: @gnarledbite and @mute-call Tagging: (Whoever wants to do this too! <3)