#grey wisper

[askthedeos]

This blog is by @justamuppet , I have two other ask blogs that are open besides this one

So, to start, these are all mostly all use rp OCs that I haven’t put a proper story out for yet and so no content is out for them.

Please read everything before the dotted line, everything after that is just drawing challenges I’ve opened for my OCs.

RULES:

You can send gory or nsfw things, just put warnings in the beginning of your ask please

Please be respectful of the people who interact

Respect my time and when I respond, please don’t spam.

I will use drawn responses most of the time but sometimes I simply don’t have the energy to draw and will respond with a text response. Please don’t get upset, I’ll usually draw it later if I feel like it. I'm just doing text for right now, sorry-

OCs: [I’ll make a group portrait later]

[If they’re not open for asks, I’ll have [CLOSED] by their name]

Grey Wisper, they/them/neopronouns

Purrple, any pronouns

Murick Garcia, she/him

Xander Dubois, he/him

Lancet Dubois, they/him

Thursday Reveiled, she/him/it

Allan Reveiled, neopronouns of any kind

Dizzy/Inmate 360, he/it

Vix, it/it’s

Vern, it/it’s

Allistair he/him

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Drawing Challenges: [Not important but I’d love for you to send things]

Send one of the following symbols and one of my OC’s names and I’ll doodle:

[Use emoji or the prompt itself]

👀 OC in their typical underwear

💤 OC in their sleep attire [1]

🔞 OC in something sexy

🏄 OC in what they would wear to the beach/pool

👔 OC in what they would wear to a formal event (such as a wedding) ☠ OC in what they would wear to a funeral

👖 OC in what they would wear to a casual event (such as a birthday party)

👑 OC dressed as royalty

🚪 OC in what they wear when lounging around at home

💕 OC in what they would wear on a first date

❌ OC in something they would absolutely never wear

🎃 OC in a costume they’d wear for Halloween

🎄 OC in an ugly Christmas sweater

🚓 OC in a prison uniform

🚲 OC in athletic gear

🐰 OC in a kigurumi of their favourite animal

❄ OC in what they’d wear on a very cold day

🔥 OC in what they’d wear on a very hot day

👕 OC in a T-shirt with something stupid printed on it

🎭 OC in another OC’s typical attire

📦 OC wearing something that isn’t clothes (such as a fig leaf, a barrel, etc.)

👻 OC in a really bad disguise

📷 OC in a stereotypical tourist getup

🙎 OC in something embarrassing

👗 OC in something from the 50’s

💀 OC in goth/emo/scene attire

💃 OC in some radical 90’s clothes

🌁 OC in a hoodie

🌋 OC in camping or adventuring gear

♠️ OC in their armor (or in some sort of fantasy armor if not applicable to their story)

🎨 OC in a cartoon character’s outfit

🏨 OC in a maid outfit

🏥 OC in a nurse uniform

🐑 OC in farmer wear

👍 OC in a crop top

[Feel free to send a name and outfit not in this list!]

[d0ctormambo]

music, my therapy. *595959

$b have been a huge part of my life since 2014. when I found them, I was heavy in addiction. I was 24, on my way to ft.worth to make some very stupid decisions. was listening to three 6 mafia radio & heard a song that sounded like them but wasn't. looked at my phone and saw "$uicideboy$", chuckled & said wtf is this. obsessed ever since. related to them as people (same age) their lyrics & overall lifestyle & music influences. another thing in common is the timing of change to quit relying on drugs & become a better person. got sober (7yrs now) around the same time - unknowingly. (I was in prison at the time) them like 2ish yrs later? but it also makes the newer music even more relatable. makes me & a lot of other people feel heard/less alone, I'm sure. one of my biggest regrets: wish I woulda saw them when they first started out. unfortunately, I was already stuck in a continuous loop of destruction. I was busy just trying to stay alive/out of trouble, honestly. ptsd from prison & anxiety has limited me from going these past couple years, bc "I didnt wanna go alone" but I allowed it to. I'm finally overcoming my fears & doing what makes me happy.

in our 30s now & clean (from some very scary stuff) after overcoming so much shit w drugs- makes me feel like we "grew up" in our mid-20s together, lol. lame as that sounds. I just love music so much & never heard anything so comparable to how I felt/feel. funny how your own thoughts can also be another person's lyrics. thankful for ruby & scrim, they've been helping ppl who struggle with addiction/depression/mental health issues all over the world through their music for a decade & I'm so proud of their evolution & sobriety. 8.14.24 will be LEGENDARY✨️🩶

P.S. it was legendary! when tickets came on sale, I bought 1 pit & 1 seat sec 120 row B cause I was so nervous about going alone. I didn't know what time to show up to be able to be one of the first in line to be at the barricade

2wks before the show, I was asking the universe/God for a sign not to be worried that everything will work out in my favor & I'll be at the barricade. It didn't matter what the sign was, just one for me to know to use the pit ticket. about 30min later I checked my phone the time was 11:04, (114444) my tweets were on post 444 & my battery was on 77%. repeating #s are everything to me regarding signs. then I look & realized I had a notification from Scrim liking my tweet! I had god w me too

BEST SIGN I'VE EVER GOTTEN IN MY LIFE👌 I was 3rd in line for the pit and got to the barricade

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[jakesangel]

lazy morning - 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 event request

preview : jake wanting nothing but to stay close to his love

word count + genre : pure fluff + 483 words / not proofread /

warning : kisses, hugs, sleepy n clingy jake, use of pet names

it's often jake finishes his dance practice late, coming over to your place when you're already asleep, happy to make you a morning surprise. but him finishing late also means he starts later than you, as work is calling for you really early.

but today is different that usual, the alarm didn't ring or you didn't hear it, making you late for work. and of course jake is all over you, his tight embrace and comforting smell, making it impossible for you to leave the bed. jake get off of me, you wisper yell, not even meaning it. he only makes grunts, rubs his face on your chest. come on jake, i'm late for work, he tightens his arms around your waist before humming, five more minutes please, he finally speaks. just two minutes then .

as you're making your breakfast, you suddenly feel a pair of naked arms h back hugging you and a chin coming close to your neck. mornin' baby, you hear his soft and low morning voice. the time seems to freeze, as he kisses your neck there or hms at the food breakfast your making. but you know once jake gets clingy it's hard to get out of his zone, jake not right now i'm late, you try to warn. it doesn't stop him. in fact it makes me clingier, his clingy puppy-ness coming out, as he wants something he can't have right now. he is also to tired to even think of the consequences of making you more late, but even if you lose your job, he'll be able to financially help you anyway. so he backs way a little, only to turn you around and hug you right there. jaaake you whine, without really wanting to leave him, you so warm and the bed is to empty and cold without you. he says as he smells your nape. he doesn't stop here, but hold you closer, stocking your hair softly. you know there is nothing you can do, but accept your beautiful fate. it also made you realize of his current attire : his grey sweatpants hanging low, showing off his hard abs and calvin klein boxer, his messy hair surrounding his precious bareface.

few minutes pass, and once his morning quota of his previous baby is finally fulfilled, he looks at you and kiss your forehead. lemme help you hm ? go put on your outside clothes, ill put your breakie in a tupperware, he sofly finish, a tired smile plastered on his face, alright ?

you're now in front of your front door, w a jake, still shirtless not really caring about nothing but you. there you go baby, he says as he hands you your food. he then put your hair right, so that you looks you arent 20 min late, and softly kisses you good bye, i cant wait to wake up in your arms tomorrow, my love.

notes : there you go baby >< i hope you like it, let me know <3

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[delta-06]

Mutant!Male reader x Wolverine

Flufffffff and thoughtssss

Being the big spoon after a cuddling session with our favourite honey badger and kissing the nape of his neck and gently moving our fingers on his abdomen while wishing him goodnight and telling him how much we love him?

On top of that it may be late dawn and after a good meal, a veer or two, a roasting session as love languange and some lumberjack work (yes we live with him not in the forest, but at the edges of the town with a nice dark red pick up sitting the the gravel lot at the side of the house) we are in bed passing our hand in his greying hair feeling how well they are maintained and how good they smell from the shampoo.

And don't forget him in another situation, still in bed but he is more loving than usual. I would like to think he would pass his hand in our greying hair and rest it on top of our chest feeling his fingers warm up to the beating of our heart. Alive. and watching his boyfriend sleep peacefully with the sheets covering him from the waist down.

Or better, after some work with the X-man (from the last film timeline), after lots of pleading and bargaining, he would finally let the other take care of his mutton chops for once.

Or when both are fresh out of the shower he would offer a massage on your back and oh god if his hands feel steaight up heaven, always going for the right spot, relaxing your muscles all the way down your lower back

"Like this? Does it hurt here?" he stopped, thinking for a moment then leaning in with a tilt of his head. His hands were still pressed at the end of your spine, applying some pressure

"Fuck, yes- it has been bothering me for weeks" your voice half broken as your head feel back on the pillow relaxing and closing your eyes

"I've got it bub" he wispered as he continued

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Zhongli - With Gojo-like Archon Reader

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You guys are killing with this spacing your asks thing, just make a paragraph, please! T^T

Anywho! Be forewarned! I believe that the character of Gojo Satoru is heavily intertwined with his physical appearance, so the readers will have his eyes and probably also his hair, but hair color is never mentioned. —Benny🐰

                                                                                                   

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🍵 Words cannot describe how he felt when you gave him a look of pity and disappointment after learning he made a deal with the Tsarista and gave up his Gnosis. Like, how can such a childish person give him such an ego crushing look? Ouch.

🍵 Zhongli found your carefree and childish personality to be, frankly, a nuisance. While yes, you help him wind down when he's thinking of his heartbreaking past; he doesn't need a Hu Tao at his residence too.

🍵 To say that this man was shocked upon witnessing your complete 180° shift in personality while you fight would be a lie. He was absolutely shocked, awed, flabbergasted and bamboozled... and a little turned on. You were so serious and held such authority and conviction in your voice that he couldn't help but swoon. (Subtly, of course)

🍵 Though, Zhongli did notice how cruel you can be with your opponents and he kind of wishes you would tone it down a bit. It reminds him of his losses during the archon war and he doesn't want to associate you with any painful memories because he treasures you so much.

🍵 Your confidence in your abilities and status translates to him as haughtiness at first. But upon witnessing you fight first hand and thinking about your reputation as an archon, he understands.

🍵 There has been many an occasion where you show up late to a scheduled meeting between the two of you because you were off buying sweets. Consider Zhongli annoyed. But you made up for it by treating him to some Bamboo Shoot Soup and a promise to let him tell you as many stories as he wants.

🍵 You once playfully teased (harrassed) Barbatos about how weak he'd become from being absent from his people; you also stole his wine, what a great day that was. It seems you enjoyed gloating to Barbatos and himself about your accomplishments as well.

🍵 Zhongli noticed right away that whenever you both were out and about, if he so much as glances at something, it's in a take away bag before he can even blink. It's to the point where he can't even forget his mora because you hid it from him just so he can't try and pay. He appreciates your generosity but let him pay you back, please.

🍵 There has been many times that he's had to drag you away from the Liyue citizens. You just can't help yourself, can you? He hopes to steer you away from that behavior by giving you his best disappointed stare. It never works...

🍵 Your constant need to fight people is giving Zhongli grey hairs! Why do you want to fight Beelzebul? He doesn't understand! And isn't this La Signora woman dead? That's what Childe told him, at least. How about the two of you just sit down and enjoy some tea together instead?

🍵 Why must you speak such romantic words to him in such a risqué manner all the time? Thank you, he's glad you think he's very attractive, but must you wisper it in his ears all sultry like. You're both in public, please don't feel him up so carelessly, it's embarrassing. Stop looking at him like that with those pretty blue eyes. He'll still let you do it though, so long as you don't do too much in public.

🍵 Zhongli finds it a bit funny how you look to him for praise whenever you do something 'cool' or complete a mundane task. He thought you were joking at first until you whined about him being cold hearted and cruel. So now, he usually gives you a kiss on the forehead and then the lips while saying he's proud of you.

🍵 He unfortunately found that you and that irritating, wine reeking bard are friends... great. How did he find out, you ask? He stumbled upon a very drunk you clinging onto Barbatos and murmuring about how "my boyfriend is so cruel because he won't tell me where mora comes from". Let's just say he gave you the first of many future biggyback rides that day.

🍵 You're like Hu Tao, Childe and Venti all smooshed into one person and it's killing him. But he loves you, so he'll put up with that bratty attitude of yours for the time being, but trust, he'll sort that out soon.

🍵 Speaking of Hu Tao and Childe, it's Zhongli 's top priority to keep the three of you from meeting each other. If you three meet, he'll never have restful sleep again and he knows it. Please give him a break and stop asking him to go to the funeral parlor and Northland Bank, he doesn't know how long he can handle it anymore.

🍵 Sometimes, when you're being too energetic for his liking, he'll sling you over his shoulder and bring you to his bedroom. Then he'll trap you in his arms and lay your head on his chest and just lay there and cuddle with you while you play with his hair. Looping it around your fingers, braiding it, combing through it with your fingers; he finds it very relaxing.

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[s0lar-ch3ri]

weird pine trees in my minds forest

(it is just vyncent being gay, based off a ghost knife post i made which i shall link at home)

Aren't emotions weird? Vyncent knew they were. They seemed to change over time as he looked at Will. He didn't want to stop looking at him, which...that wasn't "normal", right? Will was great, wonderful even. He was awesome enough that he felt his own body twist his stomach and his face get warm. His legs even feel slightly wobbly if he's close, but he can say that doesn't happen.

He was also very pretty, Vyncent wasn't scared to say it (to anybody but Will, for some reason), his friend was quite nice. Will normally had fluffy black hair that reached his shoulders, but right now he had tied up in the back with parts sticking out the side, also was a bit flatter from Will forgetting to wash it. There was some white strands in his bangs and in the back some more blue curls. His face held a couple of pimples (if Vyncent remembers the word correctly) and the under eyes had deep eyebags. His pants were some black bagged sweats that reached upto his red sneakers. He normally also had on his regular graphic text t-shirt, but this time had sleeveless grey v-neck with a skull and crossbones on it, hoodie around his hips. His hands had midnight blue nails (Dakota managed to do them sometime before) that were barely visible with how dark his hands at the tips were. On the right he had a skeleton fingerless glove and on the other some bracelets and some skull ring he felt like was from Fauna. His eyes were a bright blue, almost glowing, very piercing, but Vyncent liked the way they saw into his.

"VYNCE BE-"

Right, dancing. That's what Vyncent was doing with him. Despite the tail, Vyncent was a horrible dancer without any balance. He figured he could learn from Will, even if he's never seen Will dance before. Could be half an excuse to hold his hand. Who knows, Vyncent won't tell.

Will was definitely stronger then Vyn was remembering, catching his arm and pulling him back up and sending a shiver down Vyncent's spine.

"Are you feeling good Vynce? You- Oh man you are so red, did you get sick again?" Will started laughing a bit.

"I'm feeling fine, perfect and normal, just...wanna keep trying?"

"Yeah, sure, I'll start the music back up."

Vyncent thought he knew the tune from show with gems and magic they watched once, but decided to go without comment. He's holding onto Will’s hand, and he finds his gaze going back to Will's eyes. Oh my fuck, his eyes are entrancing. He keeps stumbling around because rather then focus on his feet, though Will doesn't seem to be holding up too much better. Despite it, he keeps giggling and laughing as he looks at Vyncent, and Vyncent gets redder and starts laughing too as they fumble around their own feet.

Of course, the stumbling on Vyncent's end only ends with one way, falling forward onto Will, knocking them both to the floor. His face is just about a dagger away from Will’s. The only noise at the moment is the faint song playing. Vyncent's just looking at Will, who blinks back at him. Will just starts laughing again. Vyncent feels his heart skip beats and his tail swish and even his ears flutter slightly, turning reds he doesn't know are okay. It's hitting him all at once at just how pretty he finds William Wisp with his not-exactly-right laugh and the tremble in his lips before he speaks and the way his hands seem to grip either just too tight or just too weakly, unaware of their strength, and just every small thing he's heard someone call strange of The Wisperer.

Basically, Vyncent cannot get the thought of just how wonderful Will looks and is.

"We're really bad at this, huh?"

"I thought you'd know this a bit better..."

"Wh- Okay, *why* exactly would I know how to dance?"

"...You're awesome like that?"

"Vyncent, I can barely even use my legs right let alone- just-" He snickers about it. "Me? Dancing?"

"I'm not that observant!" Vyncent noted the way Will tapped his left pointer finger on the floor with his nail, a heart beat pattern almost. He was happy, that's good, and totally not an observant thing to pick up on.

William smirked a little bit. "Imagine if we were dancing heroes." The idea sent a visible shiver down Vyncent's back, and once again did Will start laughing, Vyncent laughing with him. Nothing was funny, it was all just stupid, yet maybe it felt so ridiculous to Vyncent for any of this. William was too pretty for focus, and he tried to get him to teach him to dance without any reason.He wouldn't have been like this before, but he didn't mind how it's changed where he's red on the floor, laughing with his best friend. Feelings are weird, so is he, and maybe it doesn't matter if Vyncent was thinking of William deeper. He can pretend it's a new normal.

[wedontrhyme]

Sit With Me - A Wolfstar oneshot

"I mean its ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"

Everyone turns to Sirius, well, almost everyone.

"Look at him! He didn't even hear what I said"

Lily, sitting across James' lap, sniggers into his shoulder.

" 'Course I did" Remus replies, still not taking his eyes off his book. "You said (exaggerates Sirius's posh Bath accent) I mean its ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"

"Moony you wound me so!" He flings himself towards the other end of the sofa, where James and Lily sit, a hand over his forehead. "Look at our friends!"

Now Remus does lift his gaze. Everyone was paired off. Marlene had Dorcas in her lap and was whispering into the girls' ear, making her giggle. James' hand was already out of sight, buried under Lily's jumper as she got as close to him as possible. Peter and Desdemona were fast asleep, leaned into each other. Only Mary was alone, sprawled along her own sofa painting her toe-nails in various weird positions. But as Mary had told them many a time, she had no interest in boyfriends, only good times.

"Why is it that my boyfriend would rather be cuddled up with a book than me?"

He wasn't even asking Remus, who'd chosen to sit on the floor. He didn't comfortably fit on any of the settees in the gryffindor common room, so he usually lied in between many blankets and cussions. Tonight, he had his back to a wall of pillows and was covered by a plethora of blankets. Sirius continued staring at James with puppy dog eyes, awaiting an answer.

"I'm sorry, I was at a good bit." Remus explains, "Besides, why didn't you just come sit with me?" He cocks his head at Sirius, smiling mock-innocently.

Just as Remus had known he would, Sirius comes over to him immediately. Muttering to himself as he went: "Pretty bugger, looking at me with those eyes, how dare he..."

Once Sirius is standing above him, Remus takes his hand and brings him down onto the floor with him. He opens the blankets for him and Sirius quickly shimmies in, unaware of his friend's smiling gazes behind him. He props his head against Remus' chest, legs already getting tangled up with the other boy's. Under the covers, Remus places his hand on the small of his back and, fully discarding his book, begins stroking Sirius' hair.

All around them the lazy conversation continues, mainly carried by James and Marlene, ever energetic, even at 2 in the morning. But all Remus can concentrate on is his boyfriend's smile as he looks up at him. Sirius has evidently completely forgot the fact that they are not the only ones in the room; He strokes Remus' face for a while, with a gaze so open and emotionally intense it makes Remus' heart melt. Remus loves it when Sirius has a cheeky glint in his eye. He adores it when he's just woken up and sleep still sticks to his features. Even angry or sad Sirius is breathtakingly beautiful. But nothing will ever surpass the feeling Remus' gets when Sirius looks at him like a man in love. His grey eyes are open wide, his perfect brows slightly scrunched together, a small smile plays on his lips. The expression makes him look younger, taking Remus back to when he fell in love with him, two years prior, they were only 15.

"Love you" he wispers.

Sirius replies by taking his hand and kissing his knuckles, " I love you".

Finally, he lays his hands on whichever part of Remus' torso he can reach comfortably and closes his eyes. Not long after, Sirius begins to snore lightly, surrounded all around by love and warmth, Remus smiling at him like a maniac in love.

[wispcalls]

WISP CALLS

“ you awaken to see black trees and grey grass, welcome to the spirit realm. For some help, Call upon The Wisperer! “

what happened? You’re a soul! Wandering the spirit realm!

what do you do now? well, rest in peace! Or bother the Wisperer Ofcourse.

who is the Wisperer? well, a balance of life and death. Personified, i suppose! Our current one is this really odd teenager..

who are you? Not sure, but im a soul just like you!

IMPORTANT (OOC)

This blog is being run by @lynntr ! (i go by Galloway or Cage, They/It pronouns)

Ask replies might be slow at first, this is my first time running an Ask Blog. :)

This blog MIGHT INCLUDE: SPOILERS FOR JRWI PRIME DEFENDERS, MENTIONS OF DEATH, WILLIAM WISP /JOKE, HINTS/MENTIONS OF SHIPS, HEADCANONS, SLIGHT DISFIGUREMENT OF THE PD LORE LOL

Will almost always post twice a day at 9:30AM and 12:30PM EST

BOUNDARIES. (Please Read!)

Do not be Freaky /negative. This includes asks that are EXTREMELY S*XUAL or weird in nature. i WILL block freely.

Do NOT spam the Ask Box, im still figuring stuff out so i ask not to be stressed. Haha

Do not rush me to respond either.

Art of this would definitely be unexpected but it is allowed! Just @!

This is completely self indulgent! That’s definitely obvious..

Asks about ships are OKAY. I just am not going to lean to any particular ship, maybe GhostKnife but no explicit relationships!!

Theres a small chance ill interact/answer RP blogs? I MIGHT!! But probably not all the time.

[chrissturniolosbitch]

DONT STOP

a/n- this is a smut. Dont like it = dont read it (16+ (i really dont gaf what age you are))

summary- chris gets you horny in the car, thank God matt and nick leave in time so chris and you can get a quick fuck in.

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I was in the car with my boyfriend chris, I was driving while chris sat on his phone in the passenger seat. After about 5 minutes of driving I heard chris drop his phone in his lap, and could sense that he was glaring into my eyes, as we stopped at a red light i felt chris had grab my face as he pulled me into a kiss. This wasnt like a usual kiss, this kiss was a sloppy, and demanding kiss. Chris, and I knew exactly what he was doing, "you know we cant do this right now so stop" I said sternly glazing into chris' beautiful blue eyes, all he did was laugh, roll his eyes, and go back on his phone.

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(about 10 minutes later)

As we pulled into the driveway of chris, matt, and nicks house I saw matt, and nick walk out the door, "where are you both going?" I said knowing matt, or nick didnt have anything planned (atleast that I knew about) "oh hey y/n! me and nick are going to madis house, sorry we thought you guys wouldnt be back till later" matt said sorrowful, "no its okay, me and chris are fine! see you later!" as matt, and nick drove away I was out of the car, and at the front porch when all of the sudden i felt chris' arms wrap around my waist, he buried his face into the crook of my neck, and wispered into my ear, "in my bedroom, on your knees naked now" I felt my knees start to buckle, and my cheeks started to get flustered, "okay..." I said sheepishly.

I didnt hesitate, and walked as fast as i could to chris' room. As soon as i entered i started getting undressed, and fell to my knees. The anticipation was killing me, but about 2 minutes later chris walked in smiling, his eyes full of lust. He was wearing a black tank top, grey fresh love sweats, and a black beanie. He walked up to me, and sat right infront of my face, his buldge basically touching my nose, "cmon y/n/n lets get to work" chris said bucking his hips since i didnt do anything for about 30 seconds. I could see the outline of his dick, and thats what got me. I felt so needy in that moment.

I grabed chris' sweats and pulled them down, his boxers following. He lifted his hips to help me. I started kissing chris' inner thighs, and made my way up his dick, to his tip. I stopped at the head and started kitten licking it taking his precum, chris grabbed my hair, and tightened his grip. Then i started taking just the head of his dick, when all of the sudden chris bucked his hips making me take him whole leaving me teary eyed, "im so sorry baby" Chris said letting go off my hair to make sure i was okay.

"its alright my love it didnt bother me" I said taking my mouth off of chris, i felt his dick twitch on my lips, and his hands went back onto my hair, in that moment i went back to what i was doing but went faster, I put my tongue in his slit and he let out a loud moan at that action. He lifts his hips up a little not as bad as last time, but still left my eyes watering, and with that I take him all the way in again. I put his hips down, causing him to let out a whine. After licking a little, I take his whole length in, and he gasped at that, not expecting me to be so harsh. He’s a moaning mess now. "Fuck! Y/n i can’t, you’re so fucking good at this“ I let out a small moan at his compliment. Chris kept trying to face fuck me, but i was already taking his whole length. Nothing else could fit. I took my hand and grabbed chris' thigh, with my free hand i started playing with his balls, "Y/N im s- so close" chris let out a almost pornographic moan as i felt his warm, liquid coat my throat, "you did so well baby" chris said as he wiped my mouth with his thumb, and pulled me in for another sweet but needy kiss. I pulled away from the kiss and pushed chris onto the bed, chris grabbed my throat and flipped us over. Going down on me almost immediately.

Chris ran his fingers throught my folds, "So wet for me already huh?" Chris snickered. I wasnt going to let chris tease me like this, "Chris please just eat me out already" A shade of pink runned over chris' face as he went down on me. Chris stuck his tongue inside of me almost instantly, "CHRIS, ughh.. oh my..." I said moaning through my saying. Chris hummed his way through my pussy, and didnt come up for breath, "chris UGHHH... please... i need you i- in me" I said grabbing chris hair. As soon as i said that i came all over chris' face. Levaing him covered, and me wimmpering for more. As soon as he licked me clean of my own cum, chris came up and grabbed my hands to put them above my head. I was still coming down from my high when without a warning chris shoved all 9 inches of him in me. I let out a loud, almost pornographic moan while chris grunted almost cumming on spot, "God youre so beautiful underneath me like this" Chris said as he started speeding up his pase. I started to feel my second orgasm of the night approaching, I starting using one hand to trace chris' body, and my other to play with myself. Chris was so turned on by my action that he sped up his pace at an almost impossible speed. "YES CHRIS, just like that u-ughh... right t- there" I said as chris kept hitting my g-spot. "Cum with me baby" Chris said as he let out another loud, but beautiful moan. With that he filled me up with his babies, coating my walls. Just like that chris went down on me again not letting me come down from my high. He starting licking our cum out of me. When he was done he did not stop, "Chris... shit oh my God.... p- please dont stop" I said overstimulated, but horny and needy as fuck.

Suddenly chris grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his neck, i loved when he did this, "God y/n youre so beautiful all wet and needy for me. arent you?" Chris said speeding up his tongue game, "yes chris i am, i am SO needy for you" I knew i was getting close to my third (and sadly final) oragazim of the night when I started feeling lightheaded, in a matter of time i was seeing stars, and screaming chris name louder than ever, "CHRIS PLEASE" Soon i was squirting all in chris mouth, on his face, shoulders, AND chest.

I was on the verge of blacking out when chris pulled his tongue out of me, grabbed me, and started carrying me bridal style to the bathroom, "hey baby were all good stay with me" Chris said smiling as he starting running the shower water, "oh my.. chris that was... the best sex ive ever... had in... my life" I said panting inbetween words, about to fall asleep in chris' arms, chris just laughed. After chris cleaned me, and himself, he got new bedsheets, and got us dressed. I wore a pair a chris boxers and his brand for a shirt. Chris wore the same. He layed beside me and kissed my forehead, "Goodnight beautiful, i love you y/n/n" Chris said smiling, "i love you so much more handsome" chris pulled me to his chest, kissed me, and we fell asleep in each others arms.

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PLEASE let me know if you like this! Also, pls give me ideas, LITERALLY ANYTHINGS (js annon it😘) i will 100% answer!

[hirik0]

Back to you Bonus 1

Makarov/Yuri

NSFW wet dream

Makarov stops closing his dress shirt, halfway. Seeing how Yuris eyes are darkening at this and a pleased smile is apearing.

"Why did you stop?", Yuri asks knowingly and Makarov starts to open the buttons again. Having Yuris full attention turns him on.

"Don't think that's how you get dressed effectively", Yuri coments his behaviour, amused.

"Thought you would like to see for a little longer", Makarov trys to tease Yuri, geting a chuckel out of the other men, who crawls towards Makarov. Yuri is smiling when he notices the blush on Makarovs face, painting the pale face a nice shade of pink.

"So I can get a closer look", Yuri jokes back, seeing how the blush is spreading towards Makarovs neck, who huffs cant help but smile at the shitty joke, stepping closer so he's in arms reach.

"In case you also want to touch." Yuri laughs at this, seductive smile on his face, eyes half closed. Hands land on Makarovs waist before he gets pulled even closer. Makarovs breath hitches, shit Yuri is so close to his crotch now, the blush is running down the back of is neck and over his shoulders stoping at his collar bone. Yuri start kissing Makarov stomach, feeling the muscle move and a hand on his head. He holds still looking up waiting that the other moves his head. All Makarov can do is watching he wants to move Yuri towards his dick, but he gets lost in lustfull grey eyes and Yuri knows he has Makarov on the hook.

Yuri moves his hands on to Makarovs hips and the other is just looking down at him. Swallowing, because his throat is dry and Makarov can't remember ever being that nervous because of blow job. Yuri is tilting his head at this the knowing smile reapearing and Makarov is not sure what Yuri figured out.

"Always thought you would be dominant in bed, but I think I was wrong", Yuri purrs against his stomach and Makarov gasps at this, licking over is lip before he trys to clarify that he is dominant in bed. But he can't just like hes not moving Yuri around like he wants to. When Makarov thinks he can finally answer he is pulled down on to the bed, kneeling over Yuris lap, causing his heart to speed up. Yuri wants to say something but Makarov shuts him up with a kiss, a attempt to get control back over the situation. Yuri let's him for the moment, moving his hand on Makarovs ass, squeezing it causing Makarov to moan in the kiss using his weight to press Yuris back on the mattress.

Yuri bits in Makarovs lower lip pulling it a bit. Loving how clouded Makarovs miss matching eyes are, that he is panting, that he is responsible for Makarovs state.

"You still sure about me not being dominant in bed?", Makarov asks him smug, getting a laught as answer.

"Oh, you think that is you being dominant?", Yuri conters playfull smile on his face one hand slowly is moving up Makarovs back.

"Yes, I'm on top", Makarov points out confused and Yuris smile turns into something predatory.

"Cute, I guess that works with most people you fuck", Yuri begins a sentence before getting closer to Makarovs ear to continue in a wisper, voice deep and lustfull. "To bad, this don't work with me." Several things happen at the same time Makarov feels a shiver running down his spine, his pants are uncomfortable tight now, his is gasping suprised and sudenly Yuri is in top of him and his back is hitting the mattress. Yuri smiles smug at him before stripping out of his T-shirt, and Makarov trys to open his pants, but Yuri is pinning his hands over his head. And Yuri looks so god damm atractive right now, sitting on Makarovs hips, pinning him down, looking down at like he's a meal and Yuri looks so confident.

"Looks like I'm on top now", Yuri jokes smugly love seeing Makarov struggling to get free.

"Enjoy while it last", Makarov talks back trying to get his hands free.

"Oh I will enjoy this, hope you do too", Yuri promises, before rolling his hips against Makarovs. Makarov moans at this, throwing his head back, chasing the contact.

"So eager", Yuri wispers in his ears, causing goosebumps and a low moan. Yuri losses his grip and Makarov gets his hands free, instantly trying to get Yuri under him again. The emphasis is on trying because Yuri is not moving an inch, looking even amsued.

"Cute", he comments Makarovs attempt to flip positions, before opening Makarovs belt, causing the other to moan. Yuris hand is disappearing in the open pants, toying with the hard dick while observing the others reaction. How he is melting because of the touch, his fighting stopping for a moment, eyes half lided and a breathy moan is leaving his lips.

This only holds for a moment before Makarov sits up to kiss Yuri. Arms closing around Yuris shoulder while deepening the kiss. Licking in Yuris mouth having the sounds he is making muffled by the kiss. Yuri pulls back and Makarov follows him getting a quick peck on the lips. Makarov would never admit it but he is pouting when Yuri is standing up. The pout is disappearing when Yuri pulls at his his pants down, Makarov helping by lifting his hips. Then Yuri is moving Makarovs hands towards his own belt, gasping when Makarov is brushing his finger purposefully over Yuris dick. Makarov stops, Yuri feels big, swallos at this before opening the pants. When Yuri steped out of them and trys to get on Makarovs lap again Makarov is trying to get Yuri under him. They have a playfull fight on the bed, that is ending with Makarov pinned down. His face in the sheets with Yuri pushing his head down and pressing his weight against Makarovs back. The hand is disappearing from Makarovs head and reappearing on his dick. Yuri humms pleased feeling the big wet spot in the front of Makarovs boxers.

"Oh you into that? Fighting in bed?", Yuri asks curious pressing his clothed dick against Makarovs ass when leaning down to wisper in to his ear.

"No~ah", Makarov moans when Yuri starts running his fingers over the still closed dick. He really isn't, but he also never had anybody he could fight before in his bed.

"Liar", Yuri huffs before slowly pulling the boxers down and finally having no barrier sperating the touch. Yuri starts to slowly yerk him off and start wispering.

"I think you like this, being pinned down on the bed after losing a fight. Mhm don't you think? Look how your already leaking so much." Makarov can only moan at this, Yuri has full control over him and he clenches the sheets, when Yuri is starting to move his hips against his ass.

"I bet you would love it, me pinning you to the ground and I fuck you right there on the floor like a animal in heat. Make you scream with my fat cock in your ass." Makarov is a mess, moaning, panting and wimpering, losing his mind over the filthy thinks Yuri is wispering in his ear.

"You like this don't you?", Yuri asks his voice so seductive, pushing Makarov closer to the edge.

"Yes", Makarovadmits, starting to fuck in Yuris fist while feeling kiss on his shoulders and neck. "Yuri", he gasps feeling he's so close just a littel bit more.

The sound of an alarm is waking Makarov up. He's hard and so close and so fucked. This photo Yuri send him changed something in his brain. In all his fantasys Yuri is perfectly following his lead, but this? A dominant Yuri pinning him down? This Yuri makes him arching nearly coming in his fucking sleep like a horny teenager, dominant Yuri is dangerous. And where does the fantasy from being fucked on the floor comes fro.? It's like Yuri opend a door in his mind bringing desires to light Makarov himself don't even knows about. He finally smashes the alarm clock before buring his face in a pillow groaning. He moves one hand down, stroking his dick slowly just as the Yuri from his dream. Imaging its Yuris hand, pretending the blanket is Yuri pressing himself against his back. Trying to think about another filthy think wispered in his ear.

"You will look so good with my cum leaking out of you" his brain comes up with and it's pushing Makarov over the edge. "Shit", he says in the pillow when his orgasm ended, his hand and boxers sticky with thick robes of cum, he don't think one of the prostitutes he fucked ever caused him such a hard orgasm. He has to face the truth he is into Yuri atleast sexual and needs to get him back in bed. No person was ever good enough for a second fuck to him, Yuri will be no exception to this and when he got him out of his system these fantasies will stop.

[justamuppet]

Hey brotatos

Welcome to my account

I have many names, just use whatever seems best to you: Jam, Lore, Gabe, your mom-

I only use it/it's/itself pronouns

I make pixel art in Pixilart, with the same username @justamuppet, so feel free to go check that out

You can send in things for me to draw, might take me a bit to get them down though

Here's some rules and stuff you can request and ask

My ask box is currently for my OCs mainly, please do specify which if specially aimed towards certain OCs, but you can still send requests for me and anything else

[A list of my OCs will be at the bottom]

2. I accept anons in my ask box, so ask anything!

[If there's any nsfw or gory within the ask, please put warnings for anybody who might read them please if you can]

3. You can send requests for things to draw, again, might take time and if I'm burnt out, I'll put it on hold. I'm good right now though, so send in anything!

You can ask for anything whether it be ocs or media characters or whatever, I don't mind.

4. I roleplay, in either fandom or OC, so feel free to ask!

5. Be kind here please, I want this to be a nice vibe for everybody!

Otherwise, go wild y'all

OCs: [an incomplete list]

[some of the media these come from I haven't posted yet, or they're just rp/all use ocs]

Purrple

Grey Wisper

Murick Garcia

Xander Dubois

Lancet Dubois

Thursday Reveiled

Allan Reveiled

Dizzy/Inmate 360

[bookaddict05]

Hello people,

People who know me, know im one to have dreams that are printed in my brain and i remember them very detailed, and last night i had a marvel based dream which in my thoughts was very weird so im going to share this one with who ever is bothered to read it okay here it is ....

So im in this hotel (i have no idea where btw) and im helping my mam and dad with our bags taking them into the room. I remember walking up a couple of stairs and hear staff wispering about a celebrity guest who will be staying at the hotel but i brush it off.

I walk into our room and start writing a letter (god knows why im writing a letter) i cant remember much of the context behind it but it was about my admiration for someone. After writing the letter i put it in an envelope and it disappeared (like vanished one second it was in my hand the next poof gone).

Anywho me being the unsociable person i am i leave my room and go to the common area (it was empty and i was alone) and i read. Then i hear my mam looking for me so i come out the room then see her talking to this man in a grey suit and elderly this woman. I walk over and this man is no other but the actor who plays Namor in black panter 2 (ive just watch the movie for the first time earlier this week).

I think for some strange reason the letter i wrote went to him but i dont know what happened to the letter this is just a guess. Anywho hes at the hotel to stay cause hes doing a convention for black panther 2 and the older woman is his mom and she wanted to stay at the hotel we happened to be at.

And i dont know we just kept making eye contact i felt awkward and yeah then my brother woke me up 😥 really wished i knew where it was going but i guess i will never know

So yeah thats my weird dream if u would to hear more of my weird dreams leave a comment i have many ive wrote down for the fun of it

[screamsofanoutlawbrain]

QUICK TO EVERY PERSON WHO IS DSMP FAN AND IS SEEING THIS POST PLEASE THINK ABOUT THIS:

AT THE END OF DSMP C!RANBOO IS REVIVED AS THE ONLY PERSON IN THE EMPTY HUSK OF THE SERVER

NO ONE AROUND AND THEY BARELY REMEMBERS ANYTHING

A THICK HEAVY FOG/DUST SURROUNDS THEM EVERYWHERE THEY GO

IN THE FOG THEY BARELY SEE GHOSTS OF EVERYONE ON THE SERVER

THEY WISPER WORDS TO THEM FROM AFAR THAT THEY CANNOT DECIPHER DUE TO HIM HAVING VERY LITTLE GRASP ON ANY OF THEIR MEMORIES

THE SKY IS ALWAYS A GREY AND THE SUN MOON AND STARS DO NOT APPEAR

THEY MOSTLY SEE THE PEOPLE MOST IMPORTANT TO THEM BUT THEY DON'T KNOW WHY THEY CARE SO MUCH ABOUT THEM

Eventually c!Ranboo ends up at the graves of c!Tubbo, c!Tommy and Micheal. They get super emotional and start crying when they read the graves, but they don't know why. No ghost nor wisper appears to pry their attention away from the graves as they mourn for family they don't remember.

[mistraliprincess]

How long had it been since she last got summoned to stand here? The center of focus of the half-circle of a long table, lined with Men and Women who ran Mitral. As she had countless times in the past, more so just a few feet behind her Father than on her own. Yet here she was again, called to stand before the Council of Mistral by letter delivered by hand directly to her.

Her battle suit donned, long white Haori marked with the Fujiki Crest on it's back over her form. Odachi sheathed and across her back, and Qilin skull mask atop her head. Hiding her direct gaze from all but the exact Council member she was looking at at any given moment. Tail idly swinging behind her as she waits quietly for the Council to give their reasoning for her summoning.

A sound behind her, of the door to the chamber opening, getting her head to turn partially and look from the corner of her remaining natural eye to the source. A single person, wheeling in what looked to be a gurney with what appeared to be a sheet-covered corpse atop it, though there appeared to be other objects beside the body. Her mind quickly setting to thinking of the possible identity of the one beneath the cloth, and why she had been called for this.

"We're sorry for the abrupt summons, Wisperer." A Council Woman speaks up, the Woman at the center of the table. Ferret Faunus, small rounded ears atop her black haired head, the generally decided upon 'face' of the Council. "However, we felt it best that we bring you in for this. Even with how... unstable things have been between us." She pauses, taking an audible breath and sighing the exhale.

"A Huntsman's corpse was recently found by a scouting team while they were trailing a Rogue Huntsman that had gone off the grid months ago. Thankfully, it seems the Huntsman dealt a significant blow to the Rogue, as they were found long dead due to wounds that matched the Huntsman's weapon and Semblance. The Scouting team recovered both corpses, but the Huntsman's identity could only be confirmed upon it's return to Mistral. We're sorry, Kemuri."

The story itself wasn't anything new to hear of from time to time, but the apology that followed it and the Woman's use of her name sent a horrid chill through Kemuri's body. Her tail going stiff and hanging low behind her immediately, her masked face turns slowly to the gurney now settled beside her. Body turning in kind after, as a shaky hand rises to the edge of the sheet past the head of the corpse.

She intended to pull the cloth away quickly, like pulling off a band-aid from over a wound. Yet... her strength was failing her, leaving the pull of the sheet to a slow and gradual guide down to reveal the person beneath. A face burnt and disfigured, neck split open down the side, torso riddled with punctures leaving clothing that was once whole now torn and tattered. Even with the damage, and the burns present, it was unmistakably a Haori. One that the Qilin was very familiar with.

That sight alone had her breath caught in her throat, tight like she was being choked by something unseen. It would be when her eyes shift to the weapon laid at the Huntsman's side that confirmed everything for her. Stomach plummeting, and her heart stinging as her sight quickly becomes distorted from tears hidden by her mask.

A Chokuto with a chain link at the end of it's pommel, the chain of which was connected was horribly broken. The blade itself intact, however, but rusted over with blood. The grip a familiar shade of dark grey, just as the sheathe beside it was, with the only hint of color otherwise being a faint engraving of a Wisteria vine along the thinner sides of both the grip and sheathe.

Her father.

For a moment, the Qilin stands frozen as she looks over what remained of the Man who, for years now, was her only remaining family. Her breathing shallow, shuddering, cheeks becoming soaked. Only to be interrupted as she quickly grabs the blade to sheathe it, then pulling the sheets back further to find his left hand and retrieve a ring from it's third finger. Taking both, she Leaves the council with little more than a handful of words before she kicks open the door with enough force to break it off it's hinges.

"Send his ashes to the Fujiki estate..."

[redbowedblogger]

Ok but minimalism and nutral tones are actualy scary for children. I spent hours scrolling a baby registry for an expectant relitive. The only colors for baby stuff these days is grey and white, with a wisper of blue or a sqeek of pastel pink. Its awful. Babies NEED color and paterns and bold desighns to stimulate their brains. The only color or movement these kids are getting is on their screens. And thats fucked up.

[dmcheatsheet]

Death knights

half elf, shadarkai and werebear. hes a grim, blood hunter. solitary and stand offish. hes brutal in his mission, as in, wont let u say goodbye, cuts down living who wont step aside, like it dosnt bother him.

undead shadrkai, new, weak and terrified about how people treat her. she dosnt have the sense of self to do this. shes real vulnerable, wanted to be a wife and mother but a sickness killed her so young, revived and given a second life by the shadows but its as a dk. she knows its an absolute houner, but its not her. greasy hair, dull pale eyes, grey blochy blue skin. and she smells.

a head hunter. a dk that hopes for epic 1 on 1s, famous foes, real challenge. duals other DKs and vicious with FelKnights (party memebers atken to city of flesh) She tatoos her kills on her body. uses a scavenged katana.

an iron dwarf who joined the dk, undying warlock, loyal to the flotila still.

shadarkai and crownlander, this dk Brother Dawn, like to play the hero. and finds social quests and detective works too boring. someone else might be actually getting attacked!

Scopling DK, who focuses on finding really lost people. like hikers and cliffs. they hear wispers on the wind/ from shadows. one of the best relationships with shadows cus they free other elementals, and are very respectiful to the 'small gods'.