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[lil-grem-draws]

Word Challenge of the Day (made especially for you!)

Peanuts

[Anything goes, drawings, poems, songs, short writing, etc. Also, no pressure on when to hand in, you just need to hand it in :D ]

Every day when Seb wakes up There is somebody in the room That brings a peanut and a cup Of coffee (peanut 's a legume!)

There is a Kiwi that somehow About peanuts talks. A lot. And when she wiggles her eyebrow — The bean you flick to not get caught!

[I wanted to draw, and I wanted a song, so I just ended up with a short poem! I'm sorry if it makes no sense to those of you who don't know what I'm talking about! Right, @kiwiplaetzchen?]

[hunsa-jars]

Bnuuys

[pedge-page]

You Please, My Pleasure

Sub! Joel Miller x F!Reader

Warnings: Sub!Joel, Mommy kink, cowgirl/riding, orgasm denial, over stimulation, unprotected sex, cream pie, orgasm control, reader’s hand makes a pretty necklace for Joel, themes of free use, objectification, praising words for Joel (sweet boy, etc), bitty breeding kink at end

18+ ONLY

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You sat In a community table at the cafeteria, over hearing a group of other women chattering about the men they'd been eying up:

"You seen that Joel Miller around?"

"Oh, he's hot as hell. I dont care how old he is."

"So protective, and strong, and firm. Jesus just look at him those broad, muscled shoulders and back. Bet he's a wild night."

"Shhh!"

"Im serious! The lucky girls he's probably pleasing..."

'Did you you hear he's apparently great with a gun."

He could ram his big gun in me any day."

"Shut up Claire! Oh my god."

"I just know it. Bet he could make you ache for days. Half the men here wouldn't compare to a guy like Joel in bed. I just have my own fingers to keep me barely satisfied, dreaming about a hunk like that."

"What about you?"

You hear your own named piped up, apparently leaning too far in to their conversation and now finding yourself included.

"Oh." You glance at the clock behind them, realizing you had to get back to your house instead of listening to the lady gossip of the town. "Luckily I just have my own toy to come home to..." and you escuse yourself with a gentle smile.

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There was something beautiful about watching a strong, built, capable man like Joel Miller absolutely fall apart under you. The way his high pitched moans bounce within the confines of your bedroom, not one secret of his confessions ever leaving the safety of these four walls. His flush skin adorned in bright claw marks, almost a way of claiming him under those rugged clothes. His stomach tensing then releasing with each breathy pant, eyes rolling as he tries to hold on to the little control he has over his orgasms.

An unearthly sight. Just for you.

“Ah—ahh fuck!” He cries. Joel’s hips crash up against yours, shaking as he concentrates on starving off his orgasm.

You slow the rocking of your hips to gentle glides, your palm caressing the stubble of his cheek. “Shhhhhh, I know. I know. You’re bein’ so good tonight, baby.”

He nods with furrowed brows, eyes closed and head thrown back into the soft white pillow. His beautiful brown curls splayed out on the satin case like a god. “I’m—I’m bein’ so good,” he repeats, swallowing the lump in his throat as he feels himself regaining composure over the tight coil wound in his stomach.

“That’s right. That’s my good boy,” you praise. 

You start a slow rhythm again, softly bouncing on his thick cock that’s been teetering on the edge for an hour now, buried snugly in your suffocating pussy. 

“Good boy,” you coo again. “Mommy never leaves your aching cock neglected, huh? Let you live in my warm sopping pussy all day and night.”

“mmmm—yeah—yes Ma’am. Treatin’ me—s’good.”

You’ve trapped his body, your knees caging him between your legs. You can feel the tense quivers in his spread thighs, unable to do much as your ankles have wrapped back over the meat of them, pinning him below you. He can’t fuck up, can’t squirm. If he wanted to throw you off him, there’s no doubt the immense strength in him could. But he doesn’t. 

His hands are on your waist reassuringly, only to remind himself that you’re still here, guiding him through it. He’s gotten so much better at not taking back control, relinquishing his mind, body, and soul to you.

You feel the steady twitch of him inside you, dragging so deliciously along your walls, taking full advantage of his girth pushing to the crest of your womb. “You’re the best cock I’ve ever cum on.”

“Hahhhh, oohhhhhgggghhhh, tha—oh f-fuck!—thank you—“ he can’t help the slight canter of his own pelvis rolling up into you, brushing his tip along your cervix. “Thank you, Mommy. I—You feel so good—I feel—feel amazing, sweetheart. J-Jesus fuck. Love—love your tight pussy—choking’ my cock. Usin’—usin’ me.”

“Yeah? You like being my fucktoy?” The hand on his face slow glides to his mouth, your thumb hooking on the side and tugging before letting it spring back to place. You then push your fingers around his thick throat, the other hand planting firmly on his plush chest to hold you up. You don’t crush his neck, only leave your touch there as a warning. You ass slams down harshly on his fat cock, making him hiss, encouraging the new rough fucking you’re giving him. The room fills with the obscene slapping of skin against skin as you ride him harder.

“Yeah—yeah! Ye—ah fuck—fuck yes!” He croaks, teeth gritting as he stares you down with hooded eyes. “I l-love bein’ your little fuck stick. Comin’ home n’ fuckin’ me, fuckmefuckmefuckme!—turning’ me into y-your personal dildo. FUckMommy, yeah!”

His tongue sticks out, smiling hazily as his neck arches, head thrown further back, pushing him into your touch. He looked so fucking pretty wrapped around your fingers.

He doesn’t realize his hands have grasped at your breasts, squeezing them in his big hands. 

“Look at me,” you command, breathless yet still pulling your authoritative voice over him. His head snaps back, watching the way your body glistens on top of him with each bounce. Your hips were practically flush together, grinding down on him with precision. “Did I say you could touch my tits?”

He retracts his hands immediately, returning to their rightful place on your hips. “N-No, I’m sorry. I’m sorry Mommy, please.”

You tighten your grip around his throat. “You live— for my pleasure.”

He lets out a guttural groan from deep within his chest. “Yeah—yeah fu—oh fuck, shit—yes Mommy! squeezing’ me so tight, m’just for you, all yours, want you to feel so fuckin’ good, mmmm—” He’s nodding quickly, little wailing growls growing louder as you crash your pussy down on his weeping length over and over again. His lips are parted, fast short breaths being forced out as he feels his pleasure climbing.

“That’s right,” you pant, lost in the prickling feeling of your clit snagging against his pubic hair, smothering your throbbing nub.

“Nnffmmmm—I’m—I’m gonna cum, Mommy. Please, please tell me I can cum,” he whines.

You stop your hips entirely, ignoring the way his face curls into anguish and cries out pathetically. His body is shaking violently under you with the denial.

 You laugh wickedly in his face. “No, nonono, sweet boy.” You let him continue to whimper and quiver below, his cock twitching between your folds. You lean down and grip his hair, kissing him with your tongue invading his lips like a serpent in a rabbits den. You suck his bottom lip before pressing your foreheads together, rolling into a slow, devastating grind that has him seizing in near pain under you.

“I still want more cock.” 

Joel elicits a small whimper, reducing himself to nodding again. You cup around his cheek once more, a loving, natural tone slipping out of you. “Can you do that for me?”

 “Y-yes. Yes.” He coughs obediently, voice strained beyond recognition. 

You sit back up, both of your hands digging into his chest and start riding him more aggressively again. “Fuck me like you want to give me more cock.”

He gasps out a pained yelp. Joel’s beefy fingers clench your sides, nails pinching into your lower back. His knees bent, feet planted wide apart digging into the mattress to thrust up into you. He fucks you with vigor, ignoring his own pleasure too rapidly building inside him again in exchange to watch your tits bounce, hear your gorgeous voice flood the air with each powerful ram. 

“Ugh—oh yeah, baby that’s it!” You cry, tilting your head up to the ceiling. “Fuck me, fuck me so good, baby!”

But his hips are rutting too high, too fast, breath coming out too shallow. “Oh—oh god, I’m gonna—Mommy fuck I can’t! I can’t stop, I’m gonna—!”

“Don’t you dare fucking cum, Joel,” you snap. Your pussy contracts around the width of his cock in a death grip, unable to stop the aggressive back and forth grind as you chase your orgasm.

He’s shaking his head, eyes squeezed shut as you start to cum around him. 

“Oh f-fuCK I can’t—ICAN’T!—I’m—FUCKfuck!—“ His balls draw tight as he releases thick spurts of his seed, load after load filling your convulsing cunt as he forces out harsh pants through clenched teeth—“Mommy I’m sorry! I’m cumming! I can’t stop—I can’t stop fuckin’ cummin—ohjesus I’M CUMMING.” He’s absolutely pouring buckets, each throb of his cock inside you pushes more cum deep into your convulsing womb. The two of you are moaning together in high tune, though his even more desperate, slightly pained after being denied all night.

You settle before he does, eerily quiet atop him as his staggered breaths and fluttering chest calms. When the fog in his mind clears, his eyes fly open, shame washing over him at what he’d done.

“M-Mommy I—“

But you don’t listen, slowly driving back down with his spent cock sloshing in and out of your drenched cunt.

“Ah!” He yells, fingers tightening around your waist in a plea to stop the overstimulation. You yank his wrists off of you and pin them above his head. With each rock of your hips, you feel his stomach tensing and releasing, unsure of the overburdening sensation you’re forcing on his poor dick.

“mmmfffff—nnoo, Mommy, No more, please!”

You still ignore him, rutting your ass back down on his dick now that it’s fully erected again. His seed spills down the base of his cock, wet slaps overlapping with his pathetic pants.

“AURRgghhHH!! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” He begs. “I’m—Mommy—fuck—fuck I can’t!”

“You can and you will.” You state plainly, pace continuing without falter.

His shaking digits desperately try to collide with the death grip around his wrists. “Please, please, how can I make it up to you??”

You smile inwardly. The desperation in his hoarse yet sweet voice, his shaking limps both squirming away and subconsciously thrusting back up in to your tight heat, more, less, more, he’s so unsure of the overstimulation wracking his bones. You liked this Joel. You want to keep this Joel. 

And he knows. 

“We’re not done until you fuck a baby in me.”

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[hhonghu]

I'm desperate for more yandere sub trans scara... 😈

[Thirst]!

filthy anon :( do it again >:) hehehe

scara is the most jealous boy you know. can you really blame him when he felt like throwing hands when you found yourself a new friend? a ridiculously touchy and affectionate female friend no less? you told him you met her on your travels and thought of bringing her along for a visit. he felt as if he was about to zap her to death the moment she wrapped her arms around you and thanked you for bringing her along. you said it was no big deal before your eyes landed on scara, who looked like he was fuming, and your eyes soften. "darling, i'm back!"

he would've ran and hugged you, spewing small complaints here and there but would've said he missed you nonetheless. only this time he felt like running instead at the girl who dared to touch you, ripping her hair out. the girl's arms loosened around you and looked at scara, eyes scanning him from head to toe, she almost gave an unimpressed look. "darling?" she asked and you nodded enthusiastically, "that's my lover, kabu— cough! scaramouche" you caught yourself, scara's name almost slipping out your mouth. "huh.. i see. well, nice to meet you, i'm jade." she lifts her hand albeit looking disinterested. fucking bitch with an attitude.

he lifts his hand and firmly shakes her hand, his grip almost too tight. he tries not to snarl as he greets her, "it's.. nice to meet you too, jade." you stare between the two, eyes looking back and forth as you can sense some hostility forming. "oh uhm.. jade! why don't you settle down for tonight? i'll have someone help you settle in." the two let go of their firm grip and look at you, jade was the first to speak up. "will you be joining me for dinner tonight then?" she hoped, a smile gracing her face. scara's hands wrapped around your arm and was already glaring at her, "no, i don't think they will."

she raised her brow, her mouth opening to say something as if to protest but he interrupted her. "they have other important matters look after other than you. so, if you will, run along." you gape as scara drags you away, jade looking livid as your figures disappeared from view. "darling? what's wrong? why were you acting—", "shut up." you shut your mouth in shock, your feet following him until both of you reached his quarters and he pushes the door open and yanked you inside, slamming the door behind him. he then pushes you on the bed, straddling your lap and his hands on your shoulders. his face looked furious, deadly and you gulped. "just.. what the fuck.. do you think you're doing? bringing some random whore here?" your eyes widen, "what? darling, no, you got it all wrong! she's a friend i made along the way and she asked me if she could come along—", "and you said yes?" he digs his nails to skin and you hiss, "[name]... it seems you seem to forget who belongs to you.. you're becoming careless about me." he drags his hands from your chest to the hem of your pants, fiddling with the zipper. "let's help you recall where you're dick is supposed to be. who's supposed to be for."

"hahhhh— yesyesyes! that's it, right there!" scara moans into your ear, his arms around you and warm breath making you shiver as he bounces his ass up and down, his pussy making lewd noises around your cock. you've lost count on how many times you've made him cum and and how much you spilled inside him, you must've been going at it for hours. your dick felt spent, his pussy was milking you for all your worth and you just won't stop cumming. "f-fuck, scara, i'm going to fucking cum, i'm—" he fastens his pace, his hips slamming down hard and his pussy holding your cock in a grip. "fucking cum inside me, [name]. fill my pussy up, come on hgnnh— fill my womb up with your cum. do it, fucking ah, ah, ah— cum!" you groan, your orgasm hitting like a wave, pumping globs of cum stuffing his already stuffed pussy. you still, catching your breath and scara moves his body up, shoving your cum and cock deeper inside him, some spilling out and dripping from his thighs and the sides of your cock.

"haaaa— there we go," he slowly drags his hand from his thigh, taking some of your cum and bring it to his clit, slowly circling the nub around. "this dick is mine, [name]. nghh— all fucking mine. this dick is mine to stuff my pussy fhuuuck— with and cum inside me until it can't fit more inside. you hear me, [name]? this dick is mine." he begins to rub his clit more vigorously, his hips writhing around. "let's cum some more.. we're not stopping, so this dick will stay inside my pussy until your dry♡."

heheehhhhehe jealous scara using your dick bc he's jelly over some girl lmao (it's justified, she gonna try and steal you fr lol) thank you anon for the thirst >:)

[janahanooo]

Mom!yuu: Darling you're getting heavier

Mom!yuu: I can't cary you anymore

Aurelia: no! I want mama to cary me!

Mom!yuu: I know love, but my back is killing me

Aurelia: !!

Aurelia: will- will mama die?

Mom!yuu: no, I won't. It's just my back, it hurts a lot from all the carying you everywhere we go.

Aurelia: don't wory mama! I'll heal you! So you can cary me more!

Mom!yuu: hahhhh... thanks love... but you really need to use your legs more.

Malleus: say, little one. You want me to heal your mother?

Aurelia: mhm! Mama's is dying!

Malleus: !!

Malleus: lets not waste anymore time!

Silver: did- did I heard that right?

Lilia: seems so... I never expected her to go this early in her life... humans are indeed fragile

Sebek: mother... *sob* why... the others will be devasteted... *sob*

Lilia: now now Sebek... lets try to enjoy the remaining time with her...

Mom!yuu: Ari... I told you that I'm not dying. It's just my back hurting.

Malleus: *relived sigh* fortunate then. The little one did give me the fright of losing you.

Aurelia: sorry uncle Mal to make you worried...

Malleus: no need to say sorry dear child, it's only natural that you worry for your mothers health.

Malleus: now, since I'm here, I will heal you child of man.

Malleus: *beggins healing her*

Mom!yuu: thanks mal... I still need to get the groceries

Malleus: I can get them for you, so rest.

Mom!yuu: *sigh* then... can I ask a favour? Can you take Ari with you? She still needs to walk her energie off for today.

Malleus: of course. Come, child.

Aurelia: Ari will be back mama! Bye!

[chinesefirethorn]

THE KAGES AND THEIR GREEN BEASTS

But a modern day AU take with the whole family and the ninken! Ningame is chilling at home, thank you very much. :) This thing took much longer to sketch and color than I anticipated. Hahhhh hahahaha.

Headcanons and easter eggs after the cut

RasaDai: Is it crack? Yes. Is it impossible? Yes, yes, they’re both dead. Do I still ship them? HELL YES. My old old man yaoi (crack) rarepair. Rasa inherits the nearly bankrupt firm from his deceased bastard of a father, and had to devote his whole life to work. He loses Karura after she gives birth to Gaara, and now he’s a single dad whose grown up kids hate his guts. Can this old man still find love with an older DILF? Except he’s definitely not going to wear that green tracksuit. (also that’s Suna designer wear on Rasa and Pakkun’s carrier)

KakaGai: These boys. These men. Husbands, rivals, friends, eternal loves. Kakashi with his jorts and baby pink crocs 😂 (thanks @urieskooki for the color pick) with ANBU gibbets. Gai with Daytime Tiger-inspired shoes! I love having Bisuke perching on Gai and adopting his sparkles ✨. Kakashi giving Gai the ‘I’m pinning you down later’ look. Also, if you really want to know what Kakashi’s reading, check the tags. ;)

GaaLee: My loves, my babies 🥰 Okay I gave Gaara his Shippuden pants bands and his shoes are gourd inspired. He’s excited to finally get to hold a puppy and promptly carries the meanest-looking one (Urushi, surprised, gives a tentative tail wag). In the meantime, Lee has their snacks and drinks ready ❤️ The man is smitten with Gaara. He is composing love songs for him as we speak. He’s also rocking dragon-print kicks (I used my own dragon design from the CNY card).

The Ninken: Ok some headcanons. All the dogs were adopted by Kakashi, except for Pakkun who was his dad’s pet before he died. Pakkun prefers to ride in his carrier than to walk in his older years. Akino, being partially blind, sticks close to his emotional support dog (Pakkun). Shiba is giving puppy eyes to Rasa in case he can get pets. Guruko being a naughty baby running between people’s legs. Bull is just chilling with his new collar—Kakashi replaced the spikes with pompoms for comfort. Uhei likes Lee best and stays close to him.

This image wouldn’t have been completed without encouragement and feedback from @egregiousderp @bayheart @urieskooki Glugchat and the good people who enable me at the KakaGai discord. Mwah love you all.

[parrythisucasual]

What About Me? Ch. 3

FINALLY HERE SORRY I TOOK TWO DAYS HAHHHH

PAIRING: Jax x Reader (Romantic) / Gangle x Reader (Platonic)

TW: Name-calling, slight existential dread

CONTENT: You stand up to Jax on behalf of Gangle.

“RABBIT!” came your bellow of anger, stomping up the hallway. Your sights were set on the periwinkle bunny boy, fingers curled into fists. He turned, arms crossed. From even here, you could see the smug grin. He held Gangle’s mask in one hand.

“Oh? What’s wrong, sweetie?” he mocked a motherly concern, “someone hurt your crybaby friend’s feelings?” You snarl, eyes full of fiery fury, “Give it back, you tool!” you snap. You were momentarily surprised this word was allowed, but it wore off quickly. 

You stormed right up to him, jamming a finger in his chest, “You had better give me that mask, you spiteful, conniving, sorry excuse of a man!” you snap. He’s stunned for a moment, unable to say anything, then glares at you, “Who do you think you’re talking to like that?!”

“I would have thought it was obvious, but I guess I overestimated your intelligence!” you sneer, hands on your hips. Jax snarles, “Take it!” and tosses it over your head. You leaped backward, trying to catch it, and somehow you managed to. You’re impressed with yourself, and it boosts your confidence greatly.

“That’s the best throw you’ve got?” you chuckle, “yeah, you were the last picked in high school PE.” You omit the fact that you, as well, were picked last due to your clumsy nature. You spin around, wiggling your fingers like a hoity-toity rich lady, “Ta-ta~” your tone is mocking. You giggle up the hallway, slipping into your room, “Gangle, I got it,”

She looks up, delightfully surprised, “You did? How?” she takes the mask, slipping it over her tragedy mask, a smile finally gracing her face. You shrug casually, but can't stop smiling. “Eh, just what he least expected. I had a comeback.”

She snorts, “I kind of regret not following you… It would be funny…” You flap your hands, stimming slightly, “Oh, no need. He looked like this,” you give an exaggerated expression of surprise. This makes Gangle snicker harder, “I really regret missing it now!”

You enjoy a good laugh together before she turns to the desk, “Hehe… here, I have a rough sketch…” she wiped away a tear from laughing too hard, “What do you think?” She held up the sketch; Naruto in his sage form, the lines smooth and expertly lain. 

“That's amazing… I was gone for less than two minutes how did you do that?” She squeaked, embarrassed, and pulled the paper close to her chest. “I used to draw caricatures, I guess I never lost the speed, even in this style.

“Well it's impressive, that's for sure,” you hop into your bed, stretching out, humming to yourself. Gangle glances at you, grinning, “thank you!” You roll onto your side, propping your head up with your hand, “What’s Jax’s problem anyway?” you ask suddenly.

Gangle shrugs, pulling out the liners, “He just sort of showed up like that. I don’t think he’s got a problem, I think he’s just mean naturally.” You sigh, rolling your eyes, “Of course, in a weird world where you can’t escape there's gotta be a bully,” you grump sarcastically, “because what else would you have?” Gangle shrugs, “I don’t know if there is a rhyme or reason to who gets brought here. There doesn’t seem to be a pattern.” You flop onto your back, staring at the ceiling, the existentialism of this place far beyond your reasoning. This place was nothing like you’ve ever thought, and yet you were experiencing it. “...Weird.”

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[1800-page-not-found]

Hi can I request a s/o that likes to give Shenhe,Yelan for head kisses?

i love women

thank you for everyone's support though throughout all my posts 😭

im so happy i have so many followers teeheehee (〜￣▽￣)〜

Shenhe, Yelan (seperate) x reader

head kisses!!!!!!

It was hard for shenhe to navigate her emotions, especially when interacting with other humans. But she quickly realized she fell in love with you after you helped her learn and grow to feel more humane.

It was raining harshly today as you heard a knock on your door. "Huh? Shenhe?" You unlocked the door to see your lovely partner with lovely flowers.

"Oh my archons! You're soaked! Come inside, I'll get some towels-sit by the fire place so you can warm up!" You pulled her inside, not for a moment minding the water dripping onto your hard wooden floors.

"Its fine [name], i wont get sick that easily, I uh, just wanted to give you these flowers, they reminded me of you-i'll be on my way now-"

You dashed back, towels in hand. "A b s o l u t e l y not! I don't care if the cold wont make you sick! You must take care of yourself!"

You sat her down on some warm blankets on the ground by the fireplace and started to dry and comb her hair as you sat on a chair.

"You worry me shenhe...I care about you a lot..." you frowned.

Shenhe looked up at you with a light smile. "Im sorry [name], i'll try better next time."

"promise?"

"promise."

You smiled at her words and placed a kiss on her forehead, continuing to complement the flowers she brought despite the extremely dangerous journey she made to get them-not that she'd tell you.

One thing she learned was that she shouldn't tell you her journey which was rather terrifying, the first time she told you of one of her journeys, you had fainted.

~~~~~~~~~~

"hahhhh... what a troublesome day of work..." Yelan sighed as she opened the door to your house. "[name?] I'm back!-"

You jumped on yelan hugging her and gave her a forehead kiss. "I missed you!" you smiled. "how was work?" you asked

"tiring...this treasure hoarder wouldnt give up his group's location...I really admire the effort but he just kept stalling!..."

You smiled and asked, "Would you like me to wash you so you can relax?"

Yelan smiled. "Yes please"

you both stepped in the hot bath, relaxing after both of you had a long day of work. As you slowly started to wash yelans hair, you felt her relax and close her eyes.

"Y'know, we should go out together sometime soon." yelan pondered out loud.

"Where would you like to go?" you asked smiling as she slowly started to wash you hair as well.

"mmmmm, what about luhua pool?" she suggested

"Oh, I love that place! its very beautiful" you smiled as you turned around to face yelan, kissing her on the forehead again.

"You really seem to like my forehead hmm? why dont you kiss me on the lips?" you giggled at her remark and gave her a kiss on the lips as you finished bathing.

[paulinawoodpecker]

Ryan tries to give tad food like a hot dog for example. but he somehow refuses to take it and says he isn’t hungry. He might not be hungry, but his stomach is starving.

For: @innocent-angel-girl @friendlyfox34 @jakkiisthatboy2

Ryan: cmon stones. Stop being so irritating.. and just eat it !! Eat the hotdog!!

Tad: No! I’m not hungry!

Ryan: ok then!

tad:*stomach growling *

Ryan: my god it sounds like you haven’t eaten in days !! But if you don’t want it… *starts rubbing Tad’s tummy while holding the hot dog in front of his face* smells good, huh?

tad: I guess it does, but I’m not gonna eat it.

Ryan puts his ear to Tad’s stomach as it growls*it’s so loud…you’re starving, Tad. Why are you in denial? Your tummy is begging for it. You’ll feel better after eating.. but I guess if you still don’t want it at least I get to listen to your desperate stomach whine for food.

Tad: yeah, You go ahead and do that. I’m not gonna eat the hot dog.

Ryan :*rubs slow circles around Tad’s poor starving tummy* ryan: you are so annoying sometimes. But I love doing this to you

Ryan:* puts the hot dog super close to his face to trick his stomach into thinking he’s gonna feed it *

Tad: pushes the hotdog away Don’t even- *his tummy lets out a deep, long and ravenous growl, loud enough for the whole archeological community can hear*

Ryan: mhh hm~ yea you’re definitely not hungry haha. *pushes his hand deep into his stomach causing tad to groan* your tummy is so soft…

tad: T-Thanks, I guess…

Ryan: I wanna get a better view of your tummy. *takes off his hat and lifts up his jacket revealing his chubby belly aw.. poor tummy…you should feed yourself. *rubs Tad’s tummy*

Tad: *blushing* W-What are you doing?!

Ryan: it’s ok Stones…shh…*gently rubs his shirt at the stomach area *shhh…*tad feels a painful hunger pang and winces* heh~ you’re really freakin cute.

Tad: S-Shut up! *his tummy growls loudly and painfully*Ughhh…Stop!

Ryan: *begins roughly rubbing Tad’s sides* hahhhh~ *pushes the hot dog on his nonexistent “lips” * come on~ your gut is begging for it..! You need food.

Tad: *he manages to push the hot dog away from him, but his tummy moans and rumbles for it. He keeps doing it but his gut growls nonstop* Ohhh~ Ryan felt the visible vibrations on his stomach against his hand*

Ryan: Jeez Tad…your stomach is really desperate. I can feel it on my hand that’s how loud and strong the growls are. *roughly rubs Tad’s tummy again* I know this hurts,Tad. Please eat something. I have this hot dog here for you. You NEED it.

Tad: Ngh.. f-fine, I’ll have it..

Ryan: good…eat it..your tummy will feel so much better. But I think you might need more than one weenie because you’ll still be hungry.

Tad: I think it’s fine.. *he takes the hotdog from your hand and eats it*

Ryan: you feel better now?

Tad: Yeah.

[nerves-nebula]

YOU GET A LEO IN A DRESS!

AND YOU GET A LEO IN A DRESS!!

EVERBODY GETS A LEO IN A DRESS!!!

…except Leo.

Loser. Sucks to be him lol.

(It’s 6am… I only meant to draw one Leo in a dress, and then do something cat related—it’s not important really don’t worry about it— but it’s been 6 hours and I spent the whole time figuring out how to draw Leo and putting her in five dresses. This is ur fault /pos)

HAHHHH Leo cant stop imagining himself twirling in a dress and it causes so much distress he attacks Raph to get his mind off it. adorable, thank you

[mikikunchik]

♪ Dazai and Fedor in prison ♪

*They definitely couldn't have avoided sneezing, I mean they were sitting across from each other for a long time and sneezing in front of each other was inevitable, I plan to write two parts, one with Dazai and one with Fedor, this is the first part, in this part I'll describe Fedor's sneezing.

Notes: he mentioned that he's in poor health, and sitting without fresh air in a rather cramped room has obviously crippled his already weak immune system, sorry for the long introduction, let's get started:3

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That night Fedor didn't sleep well, he felt dizzy and weak, his not sound sleep was awakened by the breakfast notification, and Dazai's ringing voice saying

<Ahhhhh~~~I don't want to get up yet.... this bed is beckoning me~ i want to sleep for 5 more minutes, plus there are no crabs, so there's even less motivation to get up for breakfast^^^^ >

His ringing voice made Fedor feel more dizzy and had a slight headache, but he found the strength to reply:

<Dazai-kun, did you know that he who rises early to God falls? (This is a russian proverb ) Apparently you don't appreciate god if you don't even try to get out of bed, you'll be out of favor unlike me. >

- Ahh.... we've already been through this Fedor-kun :<

* Dazai wrapped himself even tighter in the blanket *

- You're so lazy, and laziness is a sin.

replied Fedor.

- Who's talking about sins, Fedor-kun?

Dazai peeked out from under the blanket and gave Fedor his smile.

- Those who have done evil expect evil from others, don't you Dazai san? Kgk-kgk-kgk

*♪ Dostoevsky coughed

- Exactly🎶

Dazai said methodically

*Dazai started to eat*

- Hmmm…I'll eat it later

Said Fyodor and put his plate on the table since he had no appetite and took out a book.

*♪ Dostovesky sat reading a book and then he got a sniffle in his nose ♪

- Ha-chih.

- М? *♪ Dazai looked at him questioningly ♪

Fedor ignored his question and continued reading the book, but his nose started to twitch

- Ah...heh...ha.

He sat with his mouth open and couldn't sneeze, but the itching got worse but didn't turn into sneezing.

-Hahhhh... heh... heh... heh...

Fedor even had to stop reading and started staring at one point with a blank stare, Dazai noticed and started looking at him.

- what's going on with you? Asked Dazai

- Nothing... Ahh ... go...hehe...hehe...htz ..AHHH.

That was a false sneeze.

- Ahem...God bless you?

-Heheheh...Ah...HA-CHHHEE.

Dostoevsky sneezed very loudly without expecting it, his body treudos forward from the impulse his book fell out, Dostoevsky lost his finger under his nose and said.

- Thank you, but I'm already blessed by God.

- ♪ More like a demon ♪

* said Dazai with a smile *

Fyodor walked to pick up the book, but he was overtaken by another sneeze

- Ha...heh...ah...achhi...achhi..! Damn it.

- What ungodly words you use.

But Fedor couldn't answer because he had a seizure.

- Achhee...hee...ha...haa- Chirk...Hachik

- Apparently even demons get sick~

* said Osamu with a cheerful tone, but Fedor ignored him *

Important: Sorry, English is not my native language, I’m writing through a translator, this is my first FF, I hope it’s not that bad (I also wanted to mention that I’m from a Russian-speaking country (To be precise, I’m from Ukraine, many here speak Russian) and knowing this and the fact that Fedor is most likely Russian, I I wrote what his sneezing might sound like in Russian, I hope I was able to convey this, if you want to hear how sneezing basically sounds in Russian, then type into the translator which has a pronunciation function, <Апчхи> or <Апчи> this is how sneezing sounds and is written in Russian, This is what I tried to write in English letters

thank you very much if you read this ff, I really tried, I hope it’s not too cringe, I will improve myself~~~

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[thegoldenavenger]

Oh man, chicken and cornstarch, My issue is more the chicken than the corn starch but i FEEL you here... Okay LISTEN, your life would be improved SO MUCH by investing in a package of prep gloves. They're cheap, and help with dealing with icky food preparation textures SO MUCH.

hahhh i'm actually pretty fine with most icky food textures, i just was NOT expecting it to feel that way hhhhh... cornstarch is so slippery and it just like. UGH. when it is combined with chicken for some reason hahhhh

unfortunately! unfortunately! my hands are the size of a small child's so gloves are just! useless! they do not stay on, the fingers are so floppy. luckily most of my cooking is just dumping things into a rice cooker and hoping it works, but thank you. if i ever find child sized prep gloves i will try them!!!!!

[yukiwrites]

Never Forget Me

Thank you for the support and the boundless patience, @authordgaster!! ;_;) Really, sorry for the wait and thank you so much!!

This is a Support Chain C-S between Young Azura and Fallen M!Morgan from FEH. Seeing as this is a pre-amnesia Morgan, he's probably around her age~

Commission info HERE and HERE!

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C SUPPORT

Young Azura: Um…

Fallen M!Morgan: What?

Young Azura: Um… I’m Azura. Kiran said to support you from now on…

Fallen M!Morgan: …

Fallen M!Morgan: Ah, I remember now. They did say something about allowing me to use my full potential, but I can’t see how a little girl like you can help. If only Master Grima was around, I could…

Young Azura: I-I don’t know either, but… I can try singing if you want.

Fallen M!Morgan: I won’t need your help in the future, but I suppose I should play along with the Summoner until I can reunite with my master.

Young Azura: So… Um…

Fallen M!Morgan: *sighs* Try not to fall behind, we’re leaving.

Young Azura: O-okay!

Fallen M!Morgan: …

Young Azura: …

Fallen M!Morgan: …

Young Azura: …

Fallen M!Morgan: That’s it? 

Young Azura: H-huh?

Fallen M!Morgan: You’re not gonna preach how teamwork is an essential part of any strategy or whatever everyone keeps saying around these parts?

Young Azura: O-oh, should I have? I’m not… I’m not good with words, or people, or…

Fallen M!Morgan: Right.

Young Azura: Um… I’m sorry I upset you.

Young Azura: *mumbles* Please don’t beat me…

Fallen M!Morgan: What was that?

Fallen M!Morgan: … No. Nevermind.

Fallen M!Morgan: You don’t need to apologize to me. I don’t expect anything of you.

Young Azura: O-okay. Thank you.

Fallen M!Morgan: …

B SUPPORT

Fallen M!Morgan: *huff huff* That was close… Too close.

Fallen M!Morgan: They… they were all summoned here, too. I can’t let my guard down. Not even a little.

Young Azura: Um… Morgan? 

Fallen M!Morgan: Ack! *swoosh*

Young Azura: Kya!

Fallen M!Morgan: Whoa, sorry! Are you alright? Don’t sneak up on me or I’ll blow up some magic in reflex.

Young Azura: I-it’s okay. I’m sorry I scared you. Um- I mean, thank you for lifting me up…

Fallen M!Morgan: I- yeah. Sure. I did that. I did… Ugh.

Young Azura: Are… are you alright? You’ve been trembling since before. Does your head hurt? Did someone hurt you?

Fallen M!Morgan: No. Stop talking. Please stop talking! I’m alright!! I’m not- I’m not wavering.

Young Azura: *gasp* I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to upset you.

Fallen M!Morgan: *sighs*

Fallen M!Morgan: *breathes in* Fwoooo… Hold it, hold it… hahhhh *breathes out*

Young Azura: …

Fallen M!Morgan: What… are you doing? That’s my hand.

Young Azura: Um, whenever I’m feeling sad, I always imagine someone holding my hand like this to help me calm down. Should… Should I stop? You looked so sad I thought you needed it…

Fallen M!Morgan: …

Fallen M!Morgan: No, you don’t need to stop.

Fallen M!Morgan: … Th- ugh… than…

Fallen M!Morgan: Ughhh… *scratch scratch*

Fallen M!Morgan: Thanks.

Young Azura: Mhm!

Young Azura: Did it help?

Fallen M!Morgan: It… did.

Young Azura: I’m glad. I’ve always wanted a big brother or sister to hold my hand and tell me everything would be okay.

Fallen M!Morgan: I’m not your brother, though.

Young Azura, blushing: I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to assume-

Fallen M!Morgan: But I can hold your hand when you’re sad if you want.

Fallen M!Morgan: You know. As retribution.

Young Azura: … Mhm… Mhm, thank you… *sniff*

Fallen M!Morgan: …

Young Azura: *sniff* Thank you… Only Kiran has ever been nice to me, so I’m still not used to people not… hurting me.

Fallen M!Morgan: (I almost hit her with that magic earlier, and she still considers me a ‘nice’ person. Have I slipped that far…?)

Fallen M!Morgan: Sure.

Young Azura, smiling: Mhm…!

A SUPPORT

Young Azura: Morgan…! 

Fallen M!Morgan: Ugh… Don’t yell, my head hurts.

Young Azura: I-I’m sorry… B-but why did you do that?

Fallen M!Morgan: …

Young Azura: Why did you jump in front of me and take that blow? You were so hurt because of someone like me… Why? Why hurt yourself for me? Isn’t pain the worst thing? Why for me? Why…

Fallen M!Morgan: You’re rather talkative today, aren’t you?

Young Azura: Hup! B-but…

Fallen M!Morgan: No particular reason, really. You were there. So was I. My body just moved on its own.

Young Azura: But you always avoid everyone… And I’m used to pain, so…

Fallen M!Morgan: It’s…

Fallen M!Morgan: It’s because of… that. I- Ever since meeting you, I felt my control slip… I’ve been trying so hard, so, so hard to be someone my master would be proud of. Like… Like she was back then.

Young Azura: Eh…?

Fallen M!Morgan: The kind, warm mother I barely remember anymore… the sunny smile and warm head pats she’d give us when we were kids, I- I don’t even remember how her voice sounded anymore.

Young Azura: Morgan, you’re cryin-

Fallen M!Morgan: Ever since meeting you, I noticed how easy it is to just go back to normal if my master is not around. I need her to come to Askr quickly to set me back straight, but also… I also want to stay this way a little bit more. I want to protect you and hold your hand and say ‘thank you’ and apologize like it’s normal…

Young Azura: *sniff* F-for me? But your master is everything for you… but still, for me, you would…?

Fallen M!Morgan: She was. She is. She always will be. I can’t live a life without her, and I’ll follow her through the fires of hell if she wishes me to.

Fallen M!Morgan: But… But for now, this is okay.

Fallen M!Morgan: So don’t cry anymore about this, alright? I did it ‘cause I wanted to.

Young Azura: *sniff* I… Thank you, Morgan. I’m… I’m really happy. But please, don’t get hurt… I don’t want to see you hurt like that ever again…

Fallen M!Morgan: I can’t promise anything. For now let’s leave it at that, alright? 

S SUPPORT

Fallen M!Morgan: Azura.

Young Azura: Morgan! Hi. It’s not often that you look for me… this makes me happy.

Fallen M!Morgan, blushing: Uh, okay.

Fallen M!Morgan: Ahem. Anyway. I came here to give you this.

Young Azura: A little branch of flowers? It’s so tiny and cute! It’s glowing a bit inside the petals…

Fallen M!Morgan: They’re called forget-me-nots in my world. Curious that they were growing around here, too, but I digress… I put a bit of magic in it so it wouldn’t wilt no matter how much time passes.

Young Azura: Oh… so it’s precious, then. A-are you sure you’re okay giving it to me?

Fallen M!Morgan: Heh, you’re holding it so tightly and still saying that?

Young Azura, blushing: I-I’m…!

Fallen M!Morgan: Just lightening the mood. Hah, to think that a day would come when I could say that…

Young Azura: Um, Morgan…? You look serious all of a sudden.

Fallen M!Morgan: You remember what I said last time, right? That I wanted to protect you and stay by your side… But that can’t go on forever.

Young Azura: … Eh?

Fallen M!Morgan: One day, Master Grima will arrive and I’ll return to her side. I must. I have to. It’s my life’s duty.

Fallen M!Morgan: Besides, even after that, the Order of Heroes here will disband someday. We’re not gonna be here in Askr forever.

Young Azura: B-but… But if you’re not with me, then… If Kiran or everyone else who has been so kind to me is not with me anymore then… Then I’ll go back to being alone. I… I don’t want to be alone anymore.. I-

Fallen M!Morgan: Shh, hey… I’m still talking. It’s okay, don’t cry.

Young Azura: My hand… Thank you… I’m- I’m alright now. I’m sorry.

Fallen M!Morgan: We WILL go our separate ways one day. I’ll go with my mother- ah… I mean, Master Grima, and you’ll return to Hoshido-

Young Azura: Hoshido? B-but I’m from Nohr-

Fallen M!Morgan: Nevermind that. You’ll return to your world and I’ll return to mine. But one day… one day, after accomplishing everything my master wants… One day, I… I want to go look for you. I want to find you again.

Young Azura: …! Morgan…

Fallen M!Morgan: We’ll go our separate ways now, but.. But in the future, no matter how long it takes… I want to look for you. This you, not any other Azura that I might’ve seen around.

Young Azura: But… but how? Only Kiran can summon us…

Fallen M!Morgan: I don’t know how yet. I just… I don’t want to NOT see you again. So, uh, promise me you’ll keep this flower with you? Always?

Young Azura: The flower…? 

Fallen M!Morgan: That way, I’ll know it’s the real you I’ve been looking for. I don’t know how that will take, but…

Young Azura: I will!  

Fallen M!Morgan: Azura…

Young Azura: I will! I promise! I’ll never let go of this, ever. No matter where I go or what awaits me back home, I… I’ll always remember you, Morgan. I’ll hold onto this flower and remember you and wait for you. I promise…

Fallen M!Morgan: Thanks. Thank you, really. I’ll definitely, definitely find you, no matter what.Young Azura: Mhm, I’ll be waiting! With this… always, with this.

[parrythisucasual]

Gangle with platonic reader wherein a particularly crafty reader helps her make some new masks would be delightful!

and don't worry about how long it takes, I'll enjoy it thoroughly regardless :3

- ⭐☁️ (I'm coming here a lot so a signoff is due!)

MY FIRST SIGNOFF!! WOOOOOO!!!!

I know you said it doesn't matter how long but I'm still really sorry it took a while to get to!! Life has been kicking my butt recently hahhhh!!!! Hope you enjoy it!!

Gangle x Crafty! Reader (Platonic!!)

“Are y-you sure you want to help me out with this?” Gangle asked softly, rubbing her ribbons together, similar to how one would rub their hands together when nervous, “I-I don’t want to be a hassle…”

“You’re no hassle, Gangs, you’re my friend! Besides, two sets of hands are better than one.” You lifted the blank mask you were holding, “I love artsy stuff anyways, this is gonna be fun. Don’t worry.”

Caine had approved Gangle’s request for extra masks. With her comedy mask always breaking, you had to be sure she had extras. Caine wasn’t always around, and watching Gangle trudge around all day, unable to be happy, hurt your heart. She was your best friend, after all.

She smiled, picking up a second blank mask, “Thanks, (Y/N),” she picked a paintbrush and dipped it in the pink, “I’m gonna make a cat face! I think I’d be a cute cat.” You grin, “Totally! That’s so cool.”

You stare at the blank mask a moment longer, “I’m gonna make one that looks like Kedamono,” you chirp, dipping your brush in the black paint, “Popee the Performer is one of my favorite animes.” Gangle nodded, “That’s so cool!” she chirped, “Kedamono’s my favorite!”

“Mine’s Popee,” you giggle at Gangle’s concerned look, “I know, he’s terrible. But such a scrunkly!” Gangle laughed, “You do realize you favorite characters says a lot about you, right?”

“Well I’d better start throwing knives and bombs at everyone,” you joke, “hey… Does Popee remind you of Jax at all?” Gangle snorts so hard she drops the paintbrush, “No way! He does!” You turn around the finished mask, “What do you think?” 

“It looks perfect! How’d you get the brush strokes so smooth?” she gasps, a bit jealous. “No idea,” you shrug. She turns the mask she’d been working on around, “Pink cat!” she chirps. You grin, “It’s perfect!”

She picks up both masks, setting them on her desk to dry, “When they’re dry we totally have to test them out,” you rinse the brushes out, “Let’s just hope they don’t break any time soon.”

[alaezasmystery235]

Hello my dear alaeza

I hope I still can join your spicy 18+ messages from Future Spouse or partner

🍭 Initials : P.J.

🍭 Juno : Leo (9H)

🍭 I think their personality are interesting to me especially when they are masculine but also respectful, curious, talkative and like to share opinion with me.

I make a moodboard and a channeled message for you using my shufflemancy.

The word that I get from shufflemancy

huge (?) - idk it's huge sex drive or massive 🍆 lol

dominant, rough - yk hehehe

dirty talk - oh wow, they like being dirty

long (?) - 😭 idk but maybe the time you two doing sex was very long ? Or long finger/ long 🍆

art (?) - idk if this mean they have tattoo, like art of they just have bodies of art

deep (?) - maybe deep throat (?), Or they love it when their 🍆 pounding deep inside you or they have deep voices (?)

fetish - Fetish by Selena gomez keep coming out in my head when I do the shuffle. Maybe it's might resonated to you (?)

Here your moodboard, I hope you like it

Funny how I saw 11:11 before starting your ask lol . Maybe some of the things you said come true for me 🙈. Btw thanks for this. I love it . And those messages I just knew my FS would be freak in the sheets and cute in the streets. And fetish has been in my Playlist since it's release and Selena's voice omg heaven 😘. Also the moodboard looks like something I want to create with my fs later hahhhh 🤭🤣.

Let's dive in the energy of your future spouse, shall we ....

The energy I'm getting from your fs is passionate and determined . I'm getting flashes of biker / racer. So this is something your fs maybe interested in . Also they can smell good . Like those expensive cologne. Also you'll be easy to blend with their lifestyle I'm getting .

Some messages from them :-

I wanna braid your hairs sooo bad. And want to pull them too while I'm pounding .

I want to take some classes with you especially dancing .

Can you whole my hand when I'm lost ??

I don't like crowds but for you I'll go to arcade too .

↛ ғᴇᴇᴅʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴜʟsᴏʀʏ ↚

* Bow divider credits to @thedivineart *

* @alaezasmystery 2023 *