#ask: ofw

[just-a-carrot]

Hey carrot!! I hope you are doing well! :D Hmm if you're still taking doodle requests, perhaps OFW Iggy waking up to Orlam in his arms because of his habit of hugging things when asleep.. (based on that one countdown fact thing!!)

[liesmyth]

important vardy book question: does it reference the legendary 'chat shit, get banged' fb status? this will be my grading critera

HE DOES. The lore behind it will SHOCK YOU (he says he can't remember why he posted it or where it came from but "Chances are that someone chatted shit and got banged over the years")

Also this is the quote I've been using to pitch this book to people (Chapter 2)

this book is 1) everything I'd have expected a Jamie Vardy book to be like and 2) more fun than 90% of the memoirs I've read

[nablah]

You know that people are allowed to emigrate to other countries without it being colonialism right?

You know that middle and upperclass people from rich countries live in poorer countries because of the strong dollar value right? You know people from poorer countries are forced to work in richer countries, states still thriving on colonial legacies if not expanding as current empires, because of the way world systems work right? You know both of these examples show how neocolonialism by a core nation toward peripheral nations work right? You know human emigration is natural throughour history and a neutral phenomenon while this fuckshit system makes it easier for some passports to get into poorer countries and drive up living costs while the people around them are stuck to pay higher taxes, starve, get evicted, forced into servitude, die?

Who (think for a moment maybe rub those braincells together a bit) do you think, is allowed?

Read the very basic core periphery model by Immanuel Wallerstein please before you ask questions with 0 critical thinking on anon.

[nouveauwitchontheblock]

50 - With Alec

[ 50 ] || @ofwings-andclaws

Arthur moans aloud, fucking himself nice and deep into Alec's cock. He wasn't sure how it got to this point, the last thing Arthur remembers is reading the line... "-fuck, what was it again?"

"Let me think, was it 'I'm a desperado of love, a scalper, a slayer. I'm insatiable'?" It was a bit difficult to concentrate with the witch's cock fucking Arthur's front hole so well. Never the less Arthur attempts to recall the quote that incited their current entanglement. He lifts and lowers his hips in rhythm with Alec as Arthur attempts to recall. "Shit, no.. maybe a few lines after that..?"

"After that there's 'I will eat them all, swallow them alive.' Fuck.. Maybe.. Could be the last line? 'I want to lick the flesh..' No.. Maybe I should do some licking of my own.." Arthur looks down at the man under him, his blue eyes staring into Alec's dark brown eyes. He leans down to kiss him, the witch moans softly as he quickly deepens the kiss with tongue. This was a unique dilemma for Arthur indeed. Just as he could feel the piece of prose scratching at the back of his memory, so too could Arthur feel Alec's tongue grazing close to the back of his throat. "No, but it's close.. I think.. fuck, he's so hot."

"Focus, Arthur! How about.. 'Our hands groped frantically for the burning flesh-?' N-no! That's not from anything-- !"

"--Fuck!", Arthur interrupts his train of thought with a desperate whine escaping him. The alpha lifts himself from their kiss, bottoming himself out nice and proper for Alec. He swivels his hips, fucking himself faster onto Alec's cock. He grabs at his fellow witch's sides, pulling himself closer with each thrust. Arthur just couldn't help himself with the abrupt man handling of Alec. The alpha just loved the way he left him feeling so open. "Fuck, that's it!"

"What I want is to open up. I want to know what's inside me. I want everybody to open up." Arthur's face grew a red blush that slowly spread to his chest as his orgasm grew. "Alec, I'm so close.."

[eros-staves]

[TEXT] - wanna bang? [TEXT] - hang* [TEXT] - whatever (Alec)

[ text ] - Hmm... Well I am a behind on my anatomy lessons. [ text ] - Hehe... behind. [ text ] - Same time as usual, sir? [ text ] - And would I been needing a "bookbag"?

@ofwings-andclaws || meme

[willshift]

[TEXT] - i will not hesitate to strangle you [TEXT] - are you seriously leaving me on read right now?

[ IMAGE SENT ]

[ VIDEO SENT ] - "My bad. I'm awake now if you still plan on strangling me. Just give me a few minutes… hours… * yawns * how the fuck do I turn this off?"

[genuine-sushi]

Good morning! Today is one of my special days every month haha plus 33rd wedding anniversary nina mama and daddy, and Mama Mary's birthday.

🌷Happy birthday, Mama Mary! Thank you for the love, blessings, and protection you always give us! May you continue to wrap us with the mantle of your protection. ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

🌷Happy 33rd wedding anniversary to my wonderful parents! I have seen these two go through life and are still so in love, enjoying each other’s company like they met yesterday kahit hindi sa lahat ng taon ay magkasama kayo kasi ofw si daddy (kaya batak din ako sa ldr eh jk. Hahahahahahahaha). Anws, so grateful for all that you’ve done for us and for being the best parents I could ask for. Congrats on the milestone! To many more years of love, my beautiful parents. ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩

🌷to my moots here, may your Sunday be blessed with sunshine, happiness, and good vibes. Peace be with you and have a great day! Sending you a little sunshine and lot’s of love on this sunny lovely Sunday. 𓂃˚ ᡣ𐭩˙ᵕ˙ᰔᩚ ˚𓂃

[m4xedout]

hi uhm- is it okay to ask for a fic where it's Marc x reader, where the reader is on her period? And neither Jake nor Steven know how to deal with it? But Marc does because of layla?

Ofc!!

BUMMED OUT.

Parings: Marc spector x fem!reader, Steven grant x fem!reader, Jake lockley x fem!reader!

Cw: talk of period if your uncomfortable with that, or are not afab :), small break down, mentions of small jealousy

Enjoy! :)

It was a dark gloomy day, Steven was out at work and you were home alone, he woke before you, and left immediately.

He left a note by the bed side table letting you know he'd be out for about an hour or two, you sighed and layed your head back.

Until.

Your pants felt..gross

You immediately get up and look to the bed.

You bled through your pants and onto the sheets.

Steven's sheets.

You immediately scramble around to find another sheet to replace it with so he didn't come back and find blood on his bed directly where you put your butt.

Until.

The doorknob switches from side to side and you hear a voice.

"Sweetheart?I'm home!"

Marc.

You sit down on the red spot and act as if nothings wrong, he walks through the flat over to you, looking as confused as ever

"You okau?" He asks obvious concern in his voice

"Yeah i- I'm..good." you stutter, trying to hide the fact bled through onto their bed and are currently sitting on it.

Ew.

"Okay? Well I got some food, and uh, some.." he trails off as he looks at you squirming on the bed uncomfortably.

"What was that babe?" You ask shakily without making eye contact, fear he would catch on to you

"Yeah no I just got some food and snacks for us..are you sure you're okay?" He steps closer and you snatch the covers over your waist.

"Yes! I'm fine..why are you so buggy?" You snap at him, you didn't mean too, you were just getting irritated.

"Jeez okay" he raises his hands up in defense, and walks to the kitchen to put the groceries away.

You stood up and LIGHTLY ran to the bathroom, to change your pants, and put on a pad of course.

When you got back to the room, you thought you'd have enough time to snag the sheets off of the bed.

There he was.

He was just, staring at it.

You step back and the floor boards creaked with your foot step.

He turns over to you, "baby is this what you didn't want me to see?" He asks softly.

You tear up at embarrassment, and hold your hands over your face.

"I didn't- I I'm sorry." You hiccuped., this is so fucked.

He shuffled over to you "hey no no no it's okay"

"It's not okay, this is gross, and I got it on your sheets, and I'm all gross and messed up!" You sniffle, and he holds your hand.

"Baby it's not gross, It's completely normal, I just wish you told me what was wrong." He says softly so you don't freak out.

"I'm sorry" you say looking at the sheets.

"It's okay baby, let's clean this up okay?"

"Okay."

"hey.." you start.

"How do you know how to deal with this so well?" You ask snuggling closer to Marc.

He chuckles "believe it or not, this isn't my first rodeo sweetheart " he says proudly.

You cringe.

"Ew..don't EVER say that to me again" you say giggling along with him as he apologizes.

You kiss him on the cheek.

"I love you marc."

"I love you too sweets."

Tags: @80pairsofcrocs @jasminemohmed

Send me more requests as you wait for ofw 5 :)

[lionguarded]

@ofwings-andclaws

men were shouting, glasses were clinking & laughter filled the hall on a fine friday night. after a long week of hard work, most villagers would find themselves needing to relax & blow off some steam to transition to the weekend in a much more relaxed mood. weekends weren't any less stressful for many, mates, children, friends - there was always something to do.

silas was in a similar position, as he could leave sam in the nursery during the week, but when he had no shifts on the weekend, he’d be watching her. he didn’t mind, not at all - he loved her, but sometimes he felt like he wasn’t allowed time to himself. it was either work, helping in the village, run extra errands or take care of sam. he was tired, he was frustrated - so he’d asked the caregivers to look after sam until morning, which gave him the evening off to do as he pleased.

so, he was sat in the tavern with a few guards, but also others - they were having fun & he was starting to feel lighter with every emptied mug of ale. one thing he couldn’t ignore though, not even after several mugs was dante. fucking dante di cesare stood for everything silas hated in alphas **& ** the worst was that he was proud of it, too. mother nature knew silas hated his guts. just hearing him talk across the table from him filled him with rage. he just couldn't shut his damn mouth.

"we’re trying to enjoy a night out, how about you keep your ridiculous opinions to yourself? nobody gives a flying fuck what you think.“

could he have worded it better? for sure. did dante deserve everything he just said? for sure. they always clashed, it almost felt like dante wanted them to.

[brynn-lear]

HI ‼️‼️‼️‼️ just wanted to say that i played the demo of your game AND I ABSOLUTELY ENJOYED IT SO MUCH 😭😭😭 I NEVER EXPECTED TO ACTUALLY HAVE SO MUCH FUN WITH IT 🫰🏻🫰🏻

looking forward to see the future developments of the game (im so obsessed with senator sunday omg)

ALSO THE FILIPINO REFERENCES 😭😭😭😭😭😭 HUHUHUHU DID NOT EXEPCT THAT

SDJIOSD SORRY LATE REPLY IM ACTUALLY FLOWCHARTING WHODRANKIT RN WITH FRIENDS BUT YES OMG!!! IM SO HAPPY TO RECEIVE THIS ASK!!!! we are now friends you cannot escape me. im sorry i dont make the rules. /silly

I just badly want more filipino/SEA rep in fan spaces. Unfortunately for the rest of the world, I am very stubborn. I am pushing this OFW!Player/Reader for the world to see.

If you love senator sunday in such a pure "oh my god my pure baby i can't possibly talk trash,,," way im so sorry cuz in his route it's pure enemies-to-lovers w/ robin eating popcorn on the side HASHAIJSAIJSN

[ketsup-toyo]

Can you tell us a bit more about Mateo? I love his design a lot and find him quite interesting actually!

HI HELLO!!! sorry if this was late (busy with college and stuff)

anyways, i'm still brainstorming some ideas about mateo but here's some of the basic stuff that i have written down about him

his full name is mateo j. lopez and he's currently 25 years old. he is a filipino and graduated from his nursing course. as of the present timeline, he's currently working as an ofw (overseas filipino worker) in america as a helper.

he hasn't met any of his parents due to them passing away from a car crash, so his grandfather was the one who raised him along with his aunts and uncles (they're a cool bunch).

his hair color is natural black but bleached it because he already graduated so there's no policy or rule that could stop him from dying it back lol.

mateo was originally a fnaf oc and he might be so if i can still continue his lore and stuff since he's cassie's guardian.

(this is currently about him so im sorry if it's still barebones JAJSDHDDHJSSJ and thank you for the ask!!! 💖💖💖💖)

[just-a-carrot]

hey carrot remember like. a few months ago when someone said they'd do animation week for u

late but

it's started

https://youtu.be/-dfnSDJ-JSw

OH!!!! it's very cute???

FHDHDH IT GOES SO FAST I CAN'T READ THEM 🤣🤣

WAH but they all look very sweet!!

HELP WHY IS ORLAM TALKING ABOUT MEAT????

this is very adorable I love it!! especially the cute little mini ones that pop up after each person says something

[wolftracked]

❛ i know i shouldn’t be here but … i just needed to see you. ❜ (Patrick)

@ofwings-andclaws

elias hadn't expected visitors, so when the door bell rang, he was dressed in trenton-approved ... nothingness. well, not quite nothing, but definitely not enough to open the door to an unexpected guest, so before answering, he went & fetched himself a shirt & shorts. if it was trenton testing him, then.. well, he'd pay the price.

but alas, it wasn't. the smile that found its way onto his lips upon seeing the other alpha in front of his door was ... magical. patrick had set something ablaze within him he didn't know he had. well, so did trenton, but .. in a different way. patrick looked troubled, but then again... he always did & elias assumed opening the door hadn't helped much, because he knew his apartment smelled of trenton, sex & more sex.

"don't say that. you can always come see me." soft smile, forehead against the other's with a soft hum reverberating in his chest. "wanna come in? tell me what's bothering you?" because there was no denying something happened & elias was happy to listen while holding patrick's hand in his. "c'mon." shark was pulled inside & placed gently on the couch before elias went to fetch him a warm, relaxing tea. no. he didn't have to ask & no... elias didn't need to ask who might've upset his shark. it tended to be the same person, but elias couldn't comment ... or judge, because he had his own unrequited love stabbing daggers into his heart when he didn't pay attention.

flopping down on the couch next to the alpha, elias was back in worried boyfriend move, grabbing patrick's hand & bringing his fingers to his lips. "what did he do? or say? you can tell me." hand cupping the shark's face, he gently nudged his face towards his, their eyes on one another's. "it's okay."

[bearsurvived]

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, sender unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline. (rolls away cackling)

@ofwings-andclaws

watching oberyn work surely counted as magic in his eyes, though he knew that he likely had a very biased stance on this due to his infatuation with the fae tailor. although, surely - even an outsider had to admit that the sight was mesmerizing, the way those beautiful fingers practically danced across the fabric, weaving pieces together that would mean nothing if apart.

just like them.

alone, makhi was but a humble hunter, but with oberyn he felt like he had purpose, even if that purpose was rather carnal & simple in its origin. protect, mate, reproduce. it wasn't a bad purpose, if you asked him. he was ready to commit, to spend his entire lifetime on the fae's happiness.

oberyn was such a beautiful being. he'd never personally met a fae before, so he truly couldn't decipher if that played a part in this, but makhi felt like it didn't matter just what he was, he was a sight for sore eyes, could lighten the deepest, darkest depths with but a smile. he was the light of the alpha's life & their journey together had barely even begun.

as it was, currently, makhi was still easing his way into the pretty tailor's life, sowing seeds that would grow & eventually - hopefully come to fruition. the bear knew only very little about actual courting, but he knew what he wanted & he knew he'd fight for it. kill, if any other suitor came too close for his liking.

it wasn't always easy, because oberyn seemingly was unaware of the effect he had on the alpha, the way his smile would bring a hand around his heart & squeeze, or his scent - especially in the later hours of the day made the alpha's lungs practically collapse. or the way he wished for those layers to come off, as stunning as they were - he was sure the underneath would be even better.

so, when oberyn, who'd been working on a custom-made piece of fabric (for a suit, he assumed), wiped sweat from his brows with a sleeve in an almost haze - because makhi was sure he'd never do that if he wasn't so overly focused on his craft, he held his breath & when the omega's fingers rose to unbutton his shirt, revealing the most delicious patch of skin makhi had ever been allowed to rest his eyes upon, he all but groaned to himself.

the urge to pounce, to mark - to claim stronger than ever before. but it wasn't the right time. yet. it just wasn't. he'd ruin it, his desire would overwhelm the fragile friendship they'd built over the past few weeks. too soon. too risky. makhi had a plan, he just had to stick to it & endure. "need some water? you look athirst."

[nouveauwitchontheblock]

[TEXT] - i have an idea, probably gonna get us in trouble though. (Alec)

[ text ] - Oh no, don't you dare drag me into your shenanigans, Alec Hoffman! [ text ] - I've already had a long emotional day at the museum. [ text ] - So... tough!! Deal with it yourself! ... (several hours later) ... [ text ] - Ugh! Okay, I'm getting my keys and heading there now. [ text ] - This better not be like the stunt at the barn. [ text ] - It took me weeks to get all that hay out of the house. ... (arrives at his house) ... [ text ] - Alec... What the hell is that?

[eros-staves]

05 - With Alec

[ 05 ] || @ofwings-andclaws

Eros panted as his thrusts began to match his own rapid pulse, the witch's headboard pounding against the wall as he continued to pound into Alec. The young werebear wasn't sure how he got here, balls deep inside of the witch in front of him. Eros might be a himbo, but never forgetful. One could wonder if bewitchment may have occurred to allow for Eros to grab Alec from his hair as he thrusted deep inside of the older man. But that's not the case of course, Eros remembers how this went. The casual glance in passing, the feigning of help with furniture, the staring of one particular werebear's biceps as he lifted said furniture. It was a dance Eros knew all too well and was entirely happy in its performance.

"Fuck, Alec.." Eros breathes hotly against the witch's neck as he leans closer to Alec, his thrusts not dwindling in speed or roughness. "Your ass feels amazing."