#daydreaming an ask

[autistic-daydreamer]

so, uh.....

thoughts on keefe?

I'm so sorry if you're a Keefe fan but I do not like him. He's interesting, he's a good character and all that but- he's not my kind of character. Not one that I enjoy reading

No hate to Keefe fans!! A lot of my moots are Keefe and sokeefe fans, love yall <3 simple difference of opinion

[dunmeshistash]

Are there any pages about hairstyles in dunmeshi?

These are the extras I remember that talk about hair/hairstyle. There's more than I expected.

[peachsukii]

Bakugo walks into your shared apartment to see you in the living room surrounded by packages, all excitedly torn open with discarded bubble wrap lying around you. Various Dynamight themed trinkets are littered at your feet, everything from keychains to can badges and exclusive cafe coasters.

He chuckles to himself while placing his boots in the closet by the door. “Go on another shoppin’ spree, sweets?”

You turn your head away bashfully, tapping your fingers against your thighs.

“…yeah. Someone was selling a bunch of limited edition merch.”

Bakugo strolls into the living room and observes all the items on the floor. He leans down to leave a kiss on your cheek before turning to head for the bathroom to shower.

“Ya know I can get ya that shit for free, babe,” he calls over his shoulder. “I am Dynamight.”

“I know!” You answer, picking up one of the keychains and smiling. “Just being a supportive girlfriend is all.”

[ohwowimlonley]

more public sex with james please 🙏🙏

No :)

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Everyone is piled onto one large L shaped sofa in James’ living room, despite there being plenty of other seats available. James says it’s because you get the best view of the TV from where you are, but you’re convinced it’s some kind of ploy.

Sirius is sat to the left of you, James to your right and Remus to his right. There’s a pink sherpa blanket over your thighs, one that you’d offeredto the boys on either side of you, but they’d both refused, with Sirius claiming that he doesn’t need a blanket to watch a horror movie, and James saying he’d let you know if he gets too cold.

In all honesty, you’re not at all interested in the movie playing on the TV screen, despite the fact that you were allowed to pick the movie, one you knew would scare the life out of Sirius and Remus.

James’ thigh has been pressed to yours for the past fifteen minutes, and even through the expensive matierial of the blanket you can feel the heat that he’s somehow always radiating. It’s distracting, really, the way he touches you just oh so casually, like there’s no intention behind it at all. But you know better. There’s no way that he just so happens to repeatedly brush his hand slightly too high when stroking your thigh over the top of the blanket.

Quickly, but as nonchalantly as possible, you throw the blanket over his lap too, and swing your right leg over his knees. He’s suggested doing this sort of thing before; touching eachother in front of the boys, and you’ve always been eager but too apprehensive to actually try it yet.

“You sure about this?” James knows what you want. Somehow, he can always just tell. His hand is already underneath your skirt, on the brink of prodding the waistband of your panties. His lips are on your earlobe, breath fanning all the way down your neck and giving you goosebumps, “we can just go upstairs, you know the boys won’t mind,”

You don’t trust your voice. If you try to speak now, the sound that will come out will be nowhere near appropriate, so you just nod, slow and meek, and keep your eyes flitting to the boys on either side of you.

Your subtleties last not even a minute. The second James’ calloused fingers make contact with your clit, you let out a low, warbling whinge. All three marauder boys look at eachother and snicker. You don’t care about them knowing any more, you just smush your cheek against your boyfriend’s muscled pec.

“Needy, s’she?” Sirius has that toothy grin on, one that all the marauders know to be his ‘thinking dirty thoughts’ smile, “Moony can sort that out, y’know?”

You prove his point only moments later by grinding yourself against James’ fingers. He slips them over your slit, up, down, up, down, and finally allows them to circle around your empty, aching hole. A simply unholy sound leaves your mouth when he slips a finger inside, all the way in until his palm brushes your clit.

“Let them have their fun, pads,” Remus tuts, stretching his gangly arm around you and James to flick him on the shoulder, “you’re havin’ fun with Prongsie, aren’t you pet?”

“Yeah,” it’s barely even understandable, the high pitched preen you let out, but the boys always get you. James leans down, nosing alond your jawline and letting his teeth drag on the topmost part of your neck. He takes out his finger, and replaces it with two of them.

“Gonna show the boys how pretty you sound when you cum, love?” His fingers speed up, tapping against your gummy walls and grinding against your sweet spot. His other hand reaches round and tugs experimentally on the blanket still covering your modesty. He only removes it for the boys to see when you nod frantically against his chest.

“Already? Not even been five minutes, sweetness,” Sirius teases, eyes widening when he sees your pussy contract at his words.

“I think she just likes the attention,” James curls his fingers, using his knees to spread your legs further apart to show you off to his friends, “s’that it, honey? Y’want the boys to watch you get all desperate for my fingers? Want one of them to have a turn next?”

You choke back a sob as you finally cum around James’ fingers, barely even hearing the boys’ gasps of wonder as you gush creamyness around the rim of your puffy hole.

“So,” Remus clears his throat, “my turn?”

[stealingpotatoes]

Why do I get the feeling that Ezra would call Cal "Uncle" just to annoy him and make him feel old—

Wait. He would probably do it with Ahsoka too.

i think there would be consequences if anyone did that with ahsoka

(commission info // kofi support!)

[teddybeartoji]

been thinking a lot abt fwb!gojo today.... this is his first time ever doing this kind of a thing btw. i do not think he sleeps around AT ALL. but with you, he just... you start off as very good friends but then it keeps escalating – you start sitting closer and closer, your thighs always touching as you lounge on the couch. his hands seem to always find your waist in public, your seem to be in his hair more and more. and the thing is... satoru isn't all that good at deciphering his own feelings. he isn't entirely sure what this is; the butterflies in his stomach whenever you laugh at his jokes, the warmth that spreads under his skin whenever he sees you bend over. it's weird. he doesn't know what to do.

so, when one night you inch closer with your hand on his thigh, he lets you. he welcomes you with open arms. you ask whether it's okay or not and he lets out a shaky yes, his cheeks burning with something new, his eyes low and heavy as he stares at your lips. you feel so good on top of him, your body flushes to his and he thinks about how perfect this is. how much he likes it. the night is like a wet dream for him, something he's always dreamed off but when you leave the bed and hop into the shower without giving him a kiss, he doesn't even know what the weight on his heart means. where it comes from. he doesn't ponder over it for too long though as you step outside the bathroom in a shirt way too big, his shirt. he watches you get dressed and hums when you joke about his bed hair. he thinks you look gorgeous. he doesn't ask for you to stay – if this is what you want, to leave without the desire to continue your adventures from the last night, then so be it. satoru wants you to be happy. you tell him it was good and that you'd like to, perhaps, do it again and he can taste you on his tongue when he says that he feels the same. satoru will take every crumb you'll give him with a smile on his face. he won't complain and he won't ask for more, not yet at least. for now, he'll be completely and utterly at your mercy, a lapdog for you to play with whenever you so desire to do. a selfless kind of love.

[moremaybank]

thoughts on brothers bsf!rafe :3

idk why but my mind instantly went to rafe fucking you on your brother's bed. like that just makes me sooo aksdjhsjd 🫠 and with breeding kink!rafe ??? my heart is pounding. he'd make it soo messy too. just imagine it: the crude noises your pussy's making every time he thrusts into you. it's obscene, and rafe's living for it. his hands grip your hips, nails digging into your skin as he drags you back to meet his hips. one hand leaves your hip to smack the fat of your ass, instantly feeling the heat rise to the surface of your skin when he rubs it. "nasty girl, huh? letting daddy creampie her on her brother's bed? fuck." and all you can do is cry out for him because you're so wet and slippery and full of his cum. your walls are throbbing wildly, beginning to close in on him. "'n look how much you like it. just as fucked up s'me, sweetheart." his words rile himself up as much as they do you, and you know because he starts to twitch inside you. "tell me you want my cum. beg me to fill you up right here, make a fuckin' mess on all over his sheets," he grunted out, starting to sheathe himself into you harder, deeper. "give it to me. p-please. gimme your cum," you slur out, eyes rolling back when you feel yourself falling over the edge, "ah!" rafe throws his head back when your cunt grips him so tight that he can barely catch his breath. your orgasm triggers his, and he lets out a fuck! as he shoots his hot cum deep into your walls. as you two come down, he gives a few shallow thrusts, before pulling out and turning you onto your back. his hands run down the inside of your thighs, and then spread your pussy out to watch his cum pool out. not that he needed to that to see it, because you were both covered in it, and so were the sheets below you. and from then on, any time he even looked at that bed, he instantly sported a hard-on that was very difficult to hide.

i got carried away i'm sorry sjaksjd

concepts ; concepts (ii)

[therealdaydreamstark]

Ryan Gosling is very handsome.

That’s it.

That’s the post.

Like or reblog if you agree.

[gothsuguru]

yeah so he’s literally my ideal man

[zurka-durka]

saitama in baggy clothes and kingsai requests

[imaybe5tupid]

laishuro dancing…

(post-canon)

[autistic-daydreamer]

what is lava cake

The ship/duo name for Marella and Fitz. It was started by an anon who was asking a bunch of blogs what their take on a Fitz-Marella friendship was, and @ahoyimlosingmymind gave the hc that they would be flirtatious with each other, which turned into shipping(but could also still be interpreted as platonic), then @kale-of-the-forbidden-cities made the name. A couple of us blogs have been in a little circle kicking our feet and giggling about them

[dunmeshistash]

do u have any pages abt fairies/pixies? :0

Communication Fairies.

[dollya-robinprotector]

Whenever I see Lya, Lyah or Student!The Ivory wraith, I audibly say 'hot'

Oh I can humbly say that compared to the student Wraith, my PCs should both look like some pale ghosts lol

I'm taking a lil break from hours of work and I saw the newest ask about Student Wraith so I made a little sketch 'v')

[ohwowimlonley]

peter just coming over to your place to fuck you rough then cuddle w you while he asks about your day lol

Peter loving backshots w you bc of the way reader ass moves lol- idk something tells me he’s an ass man ( especially tasm! Peter )

Double P having you on top and putting you in a bear hug as he thrusts

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“Well, if Mr Stevens can’t see that you’re acing this photography, then he really shouldnt be teaching at all,” you’d say, raking your nails through his thick hair. He nudges closer to you, cheek resting against your breasts as he tracks his right hand lazily over your naked body.

“I know, I know, just wish I could get a passing grade for once,” he laments, fingers eventually dropping in between your legs, sliding through the wetness of both our your releases.

-

“God, baby, fuckin’ look at it,” it’s a whine, or Peter’s closest approximation to it. He takes your asscheeks in both his hands, pulling them apart, pushing them back together, squeezing, slapping, digging his nails in, “gonna fuck it one day, you won’t be able to walk for a week,”

“Ahh,” you sob, arching your back as he shocks you with the harshest spank yet. You’re sure your ass is red raw by now, but it doesn’t stop Peter from pulling your cheeks apart again and landing a fat glob of spit directly onto your unused hole.

-

“Right there- Peter!” It’s almost a scream, but it’s really not your fault because Peter has his arms wrapped firmly around your back, fingers stretching to the space in between your shoulder blades and using it as leverage to fuck up into you at the perfect angle, right into that soft spongy spot deep inside you that makes you dribble onto his shoulder, “oh, God!”

“Shh, sweetness, it’s okay,” he murmurs into your hair, smirking as you cry out when his pubic hair graze against your engoreged clit, “I’m right here,”

[nebu-lime]

Can I have another sketch request? So, we know that Catnap gifted Dogday moon earing, but what about him?! This isn't fair, Catnap! You need to wear sun earing too! It's bfs' thing!

Here you go! It was either this, or Catnap opening the door to his house to reveal his entire bedroom to be sun and dog themed-

(I’m making a small follow up to this in a bit-)

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