#hehe ghost kisses

[thateldribitch]

"Hi, Chibi."

Turns out the hard brushes can make some really nice glow effects if you use ink blot juuuuuust right. And then just scribble on lighter colors.

[duckzz]

i would DIE for cumulus and cirrus with 3 or 5 for the mistletoe thing 🧡🧡🧡🧡 my lesbian heart would be so happy

our sweet girls 🩷

prompts <3

[tetzoro]

the day the earth stood still is the day i felt your presence leave it, and then every day after that.

[enjoy-my-swearing]

everybody get ready 💋IT'S SMOOCHING COPIA HOURS💋

[oh-gh0st]

puppies in love ^-^

[nsharks]

ok goodnight! I got a lot written today, I am so happy. I can now say confidently part 10 will be posted within the next week

[soldierservant]

What if I started posting my art again

[spoiledleaff]

Ooooh! can we can 12: "I can't believe you're this innocent" with Mountain and Water Dew? ♥♥♥

ahh!! moon, my beloved!! i'm absolutely screaming about this prompt! and with water dew on top of it all?? hohoho!! >:3c

explicit ✿ ftm he/him mountain + water dewdrop ✿ wc ; 564. terminology here includes clit + pussy/cunt!

It was hot, simmering even. The 'dog days of summer' have quickly evolved into the 'ghoul days of summer' as even the sins of air have been seen melting into piles of exhausted goo. Metaphorically speaking, of course.

Mountain just wanted to dip his claws in the pond, honest. The sun had dipped down below the horizon, but the sun-kissed land still boiled with humidity and heat.

...maybe that was why it was so easy for Dewdrop to pounce on him, his trouser already unlaced and his core bare to the world.

Dewdrop - as naked as the day he was summoned - wastes no time in seating his bare cunt over Mountain's heat. Their heavy clits rub together, and Mountain's vaguely aware of the way his tail is swirling by the pond's edge. The water's sin laughs, breathless and lilting, as he observes Mountain's bug-eyed expression at the way Dewdrop's grinding his dampness against Mountain's core.

"Wh-what are you doing...?" Mountain manages to huff out, his large hands instinctively reaching up to grasp tightly at Dewdrop's gyrating hips.

"Drowning a sailor," his siren's brow raises as a predatory grin stretches at his lips, "what's it look like I'm doing, Dirty Boy?"

"Grinding on my cock." Mountain answers, admirably straight faced despite the naked image of blasphemous fucking himself over his clit.

Those sinful hips stutter in their pace, and it takes Dewdrop a moment before his head tilts backwards. His silvered locks sway as his entire body flutters with his laughter. Even the fins sprouting from his ribcage seem to laugh with his body. Mountain's mesmerized.

"I can't believe you!" Dewdrop rasps, and Mountain can see the back of his throat from how hard he's laughing. "Imagine me swimming in my quaint little pond, and all of a sudden, this handsome little treat of a sailor just waltzes by. Scantily clothed, no less."

"I just wanted to take a dip-"

"Fully dressed?" Dewdrop cuts in. His hips have picked up their pace again, but it's more a gentle rocking as opposed to the intense gyrating from before. Mountain's clit throbs at the motion nonetheless. "You were going to cool off in this heat... fully dressed?"

"Y...yes?" Mountain mumbles, his face bright red despite the suspicious look in his eyes. "I wasn't expecting to get jumped by a siren, however."

Dewdrop laughs again, those midnight claws scratching gently at Mountain's stomach, finding purchase in the fuzzy skin. His hips slam forward harshly, and Mountain's breath hitches in his throat as Dewdrop fucks his slick cunt over Mountain's erection in earnest.

"I can't believe you're this fucking innocent. That, or perhaps just naïve." Dewdrop purrs. Those spindly arms of his trail back to grasp over Mountain's splayed thighs, giving him proper leverage to rub his wet heat over the entirety of Mountain's throbbing arousal. "I guess it's up to me to drown you in sin then."

(...Mountain wouldn't be able to return to the Abbey grounds in time for his smoke date with Zephyr. In fact, he wouldn't be able to walk properly for another full day. The poor earth's sin barely wobbling back to the Ministry just as the sun would begin to dip beneath the horizon. He could feel the way Dewdrop's eyes trailed after him like a predator who spared it's prey. Although, 'spared' might be a bit of a strong word.)

[didderd]

TOU HAS A SPIDER!? OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG /POS

ye :3 am glad yall seem to like Leggies hehe

[sukugo]

i don’t know if you’ve ever discussed twink anakin and granddaddy ben fucking as force ghosts because i can’t search your blog anymore (🥺) but your drawing of them is one of my favorite things i’ve ever seen it’s literally my lockscreen. to think that obikin eternally look like that… HOT

OH MY GOD THAT'S !!!!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 literally SO happy to hear that u like the drawing that much 💖💕💞💖💓 it's a huge honor to have ur drawing as a lockscreen. thank u 🥰🥰💖💖

i think ive only ever mentioned force ghost fucking in a few posts, but never really gone into detail 🤔 but ughhhhh yeah it IS so hotttttttttttt, I NEED THEM TO FUCK!!!!!!! i need that twink RAILED by that old man!!!! it's what they both deserve

[thedeadthree]

pov: you are leon and your best friend just found out about you and his sister

[seranextdoor]

tw. dark content, brief gory descriptions, smut, size difference.

pairing. mr. crawling x fem! reader. 1k words.

- i wish there was more on blissful love life end route, wish i couldve fuck this cute little shyt until he blabberin' :p i love this gameeeeeee! sorry for suddenly writing about homicipher after months of ghosting u guys.. hehe...

The smell of death lingers in the air ever since you brought along the certain entity to the overworld. It's faint enough to let you know that he was watching.

Not that you mind, he practically latched onto you like a barnacle the first time he met you at that strange hallway. Mr. Crawling, despite the oddities that comes along his unique charms, was a pleasant companion. Maybe it's the fact that you'd noticed the dark figure, slouching at the corner of your room, or the fact that you'd woke up with him next to you, the high-pitched giggling causing you to stir awake at the darkest hour.

You wonder if Mr. Crawling gets bored at times. You can't blame him, the underworld where he is from an endless maze with sharp corners here and there, not to mention the occasional earthquakes that change the layout of the map. Comparing his world to your little apartment was laughable. Maybe that's why you started feeling his cold fingertips running underneath the thin fabric of your clothes. Not that you'd stop him, Not that you want him to anyway. You taught him a few things, mainly how humans express their love. It's nice to have someone dote on you for bringing them a bowl of fresh human flesh.

'It's better to be with Mr. Crawling,' you thought.

Being with a human means it'll increase the chance of you getting caught and you wouldn't be able to go on another killing spree. At least Mr. Crawling accepts you for who you are.

"You... like?" his croaky voice puts your running thoughts to the side as you tilt your head, your eyes looking at him before they avert down to his wandering hand. His fingers are abnormally slender with a grayish tint as he slowly brushed them on your stomach before they went lower and lower until his fingers practically hovered over your lower body. He gives you a look, "need you." he points down at your clothed pussy, your cheeks quickly warms up at his words.

"Can touch?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. His fingers trembled the more he waited for your response like he itched to touch you. "Can." you give him a brief nod as his fingers slowly slipped under your shorts, spreading your folds before he pressed down on your clit causing your breath to hitches. You watched with staggered breathing as his hand moved in a circular motion, rubbing your clit slowly as your sopping hole clenched around nothing. "Good? Enjoyable?" he asked, giggling when you gasped and nodded at his words while he traced your slit, getting your juices all over his nimble digits.

His kisses are sloppy, and the metallic taste of blood from the flesh he consumed for dinner comes in as the aftertaste when you pull back for some air. Mr Crawling quickly chases after your lips, pressing his cracked and cold ones on yours as his tongue shamelessly swirls around yours. With enough juices coating his fingers, he easily slipped it into your entrance as it squelches, his other hand holding your thigh to keep your legs spreading. “Look down,” he pulled his fingers out with a small pop, proudly showing his wet and pruney fingers to you before he slipped them into his mouth. “heh, good. Me happy!” he giggled, moving on top of you as you rested your legs on each side of his body.

“Mr. Crawling...” you whined, watching him with blurry vision as he pulled the black clothing up, just enough for his cock to peek through. It's almost as if the entity wants you to see it, wants you to see how desperate he is. His pre-cum glistens and gather at the tip of his cock, bulging vein runs on the side of his shaft as your eyes shifts to the patch of dark hair on his pelvis. His knees dig into the mattress, his hand aligning the tip of his cock into your entrance. “Me... go into you slow.” he gently prods your hole with the tip of his cock, shifting his eyes on your face and down to your pussy as he pushes his thick cock past the ring of muscles.

You wince, the girth of his cock is stretching you to the maximum. "Hurt? Pain? Desire me go out?" he asked, looking down at you before you shook your head at his question, "I'm glad." he smiled at your reaction. Your fingers holding onto his biceps as your nails left crescent marks on his skin. "Pat, pat." he rubs your head, cupping your cheek as his cock throbs inside of you when your velvety walls flutters to adjust to his size. "Pretty." he whispers, leaning down to peck your lips. He lets you roll your hips, slowly fucking yourself into his fat cock while he holds your hip. "Like this? Happy?" he asked, his hips stuttering as he thrust back into you, matching your slow rhythm.

"Like it..." you replied, breathless as he began to pick up his pace. He was consistent, the tip of his cock brushing against the spot that sends you seeing stars on your ceilings with every single thrust, your nails raking down on his back, leaving claw marks which heals up as quickly as it came. The sound of skin slapping reverberates around the walls as Mr. Crawling gasps and pants in your ear each time he desperately slammed his cock into you. His long, black locks falling over your face, tangling with your hair and sticking to your forehead and chest. “Like you... Like this..." he chants, sharp teeth nibbling on your neck and down to your collarbones, leaving a trail of dark bruises in his wake.

“Close... me close,” his thick cock throbs inside of you, rubbing furiously against your walls as he holds your hips. His breath brushing against your lips as he gasped, “Come? Need you come," he begged, slobbery tongue poking out to flicks your swollen lips as he coaxed you into cumming on his cock by sharply rutting his cock inside of you as the lewd squelches from taking his cock deeper and deeper increases.

He pushes his hips into you when you came all over his cock, he quickly pushes his cock as deep as he can before his hot seeds spill into your womb, spilling out of your whole when he pulled out to rest his cock on your pelvis. He's still cumming, spurting the strings of loads on your stomach as you panted, your chest heaving up and down as he lazily kisses your neck and up to your flushed face,

"...Pretty."

[tteokdoroki]

࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #10. babies, lots of ‘em.

about. the all star jock has an intense breeding kink that leads him to confess the plans he has for he and his weird girlfriend’s future. ( 2.5K )

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, smut, angst if you squint, characters aged up to 20s, breeding kink, unprotected sex, cum play, praise, jock bf!yuuji, weird girl + fem!reader - the brain rot continues !! inspired by @kweenkatsuki-fics recent yuuji thirsting hehe <3

“‘mma give you babies… lots of ‘em,” yuuji slurs, his hips ramming into yours at a bruising, unprecedented pace. 

beneath your shaky fingertips, the muscles of your boyfriend’s back ripple with his movements — his strength as he uses the headboard for leverage to fuck into your sloppy, sweltering heat of your sex. you’re flat on your back, his heavy and weighty body hanging over yours protectively while itadori traps you between the blazing heat in his chest and the sweaty bed sheets below. whenever yuuji gets in the mood like this, possessive and hungry for you ( and nobody else but you ), in the mood to keep you all to himself — you can’t help but succumb to each one of his touches and wet kisses. 

you can’t help the way your body trembles in the cage of his muscular arms while his abs ripple against your tummy and his pelvis tacks deliciously to your swollen clit. the bed creaks beneath the sloppy affair of your grinding bodies and somehow, within the mess of sex and love, your freehands link and squeeze to ground one another. “the way you’re suckin’ me in, god, honey,” yuuji coos, his words tickle the shell of your ear delicately, contrasting with the carnivorous way his deep brown eyes drink you in when he pulls back slightly to look at you, silver chain and dog tags dangling above your hot face, as if he’s picturing you nice and full of him and his seed. “so selfish, you don’t wanna let me pull out. you want this cum…yeah?” 

in that moment, you think you might cum, all because of the breathy whimpers from your lover that ghost over your dampened cupid’s bow ( wet from kisses ) — accompanied by the sensation of his hard-on bullying its way into your tight, quivering little hole. there’s a keen smile that spreads across yuuji’s plush lips when you nod your head ‘yes’ in response, you feel his excitement and desire for you deepen when the entire length of him twitches inside of you — pulsating as small spurts of precum begin to line your lewdly squelching walls.

“i knew you would, you’re such a good girl…and you’re all mine, how lucky am i? that you’re all. fucking. mine.” for a boy so sweet and gentlemanly outside of the bedroom, itadori is always sure to fuck you nasty and raw whilst making you feel like the most adored person on the planet. yuuji’s sailor-mouth-like praises are slurred and sinful, a tale tale sign that he’s already pussy drunk as he sheaths inch after inch within you. you can hardly blame him, not when your body adjusts to yuuji so perfectly — silken pussy stretching over the blue spiralling veins on his heavy cock. “mine to love, mine to fuck, mine to breed.” he tells you through seraphic gripes too.

“ohmygod!” you squeal, voice ringing hoarsely in your throat. your cunt spills honey molasses and sweet nectar against your ravaged sexes, juices intertwining with the small pink tufts of yuuji’s happy trail as his bright red tip bears down harshly on your gummy g-spot — providing him with the lube he needs to make love to you properly. “baby…i c-can’t!” 

just as you moan out again, legs squeezing around your boyfriend’s slender waist — yuuji’s blushing face ducks into your neck, making quick work of marking up your skin…because if he looks at your face, the way your brows crease softly and your lips part in a gentle ‘o’, and sees the way it twists with mounting pleasure. he won’t be able to hold off for much longer, he’ll lose his mind and fuck you too hard for either of you to cope. he knows that you can take it, manage to take all of his seed and all of his love — but if yuuji snaps, he’ll be pounding into you until he’s shooting blanks. 

with your hands traversing upwards into yuuji’s sea of pink curls and over his smooth undercut, he reacts with his golden eyes rolling back into the dark depths of his skull — temporarily locking away your sunlight that brings warmth to your dorm. a familiar heat prickles underneath the surface of your skin like a thousand tiny needles as you pant out your words, pleading with bambi as you look up at yuuji. “i want your cum, yuuji, i want you to…hah… fill me up ‘n get me pregnant…” there’s a feeling painfully seated above your abdomen, a burning sensation of mounting pleasure like a wound desperate to be licked and soothed by itadori.

by grinding up against him, sticky clit smearing over his tense stomach and golden abs, you think that you might garner some relief — but you only feel teased and taunted when the jock pulls his cock from the snugness of your tight head to slap his milky cockhead against your pulsing mound proudly.

“don’t say it like that, fuck, baby,” yuuji all but groans, lashes fluttering at the slick sound your cunt makes with each love tap. beads of his precum ooze over you in another form of claim, glazing you in yuuji’s scent and taste. some of it even drips from your abused hole as it clenches around nothing, desperate to be filled by all that your boyfriend has to offer. “there’s so much… s’leaking out of you. gonna have to keep you on my dick always, give you all my babies.” the rose haired man can’t even hear himself speak, not over the sound of blood rushing through his ears — carrying sex crazed hormones. certainly not over your sweet sighs that form a melody with the pap, pap, pap of your pussy as he slowly sinks back into you — building up a steady rhythm to his thrusts, like an ocean’s regular tide.

yuuji can’t stop rambling, saying whatever lustful thought sits at the forefront of his mind. having you splayed out beneath him like this, your nipples pert against his firm chest and your breasts bouncing with every forceful lunge of his hips forward — it drives him up a wall. “gonna look so pretty ‘n round when you’re full of me. i’ll put a ring on it, make you my pretty wife — holy fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. you like it when i talk to you like that, huh?” the thick vein on the underside of his shaft presses deliciously up against pleasure spots that only yuuji knows about, never leaving you unsatisfied, not even for a moment as his body rocks passionately into yours.

tanned skin and hard muscle feel slippery underneath your trembling hands. you don’t know what to hold onto, don’t know how to ground yourself when you feel this good and yuuji’s cock skilfully dives into your sopping heat — promises of the future, a wedding and family hand in the humid air buzzing between you both but is best said by the way itadori’s body dsnces with your own, his arousal soaked signature lining your rippling walls.   

“need that so bad, yuuji! need you so bad… please fill me up, i want it inside.” you hiccup and demand, hardly able to speak through it all. the bed moans and groans just like you do, every time itadori’s dick pumps in and pulls out of your dripping, greedy hole — coated in a layer of foamy white. using your elbows as leverage, you work your hips down to meet yuuji in a slick and sensual dance, clenching at every inch of him that assails your insides until delight crackles over your hazy brain.  

“god, baby please…if you keep talking like that i’m gonna—“ yuuji whines from deep within his chest, the sound resonating through you and shooting straight down to your creamy cunt that clamps down on him, pulling little droplets of precum from his sensitive tip. 

your next words have the jock pounding into you with new vigour, desperate to give you everything that you want. “d-don’t pull out, yuuji. inside.” 

“ahh, okay,” he whimpers as his voice rises in pitch, brown eyes stinging with tears. his golden arms flex as they lift you by the apex of your thighs — dragging you back onto his cock and it’s unforgiving pace. itadori presses his forehead to yours, caramel eyes shining with tears that gleam in the afternoon sunlight breaking through the curtains of your dorm.  “okay, okay fuck. okay, oh god — h-honey, i’m…fuck! i-im cumming!” he stumbles over his every word, the pink haired jock’s entire world shattering into smaller glass fragments as he finally hits his peak. thick waves of white flood your womb, hot and viscous and lighting you up from the inside out. it coats your swollen pussy lips in an opaque layer that smears along your inner thighs, pouring endlessly from yuuji’s fat cock and breeder’s balls.

effectively breeding you. 

still humping at you relentlessly and not daring to leave you far behind, yuuji tacks two of his fingers to your clit and caresses it in smooth circles, searing his name into you forever. he never lets up, fucking his cum into your womb with languid thrusts — bulbous and mushroomed cockhead spurting his hot seet against your g-spot as it grazes the epicentre of your pleasure over and over again. yuuji holds you in his arms while your vision clears, replaced by only blinding flashes of white and accompanied by an empty scream rattling around in your throat. your arousal spurts out of you in generous and clear streams, nearly forcing yuuji’s cock from your tight, rippling walls — painting both you and him in your juices. 

your boyfriend can barely hold himself above you as you both finally come down, flopping onto you and trapping you against the sex soiled matress for cuddles. 

“we can’t have babies, yuuji,” you laugh happily, letting out a puff of air from deep within your chest once you’re finally able to catch your breath. “not right now, we’re too young and we’re still in college!”

“well duh, not right now…” he muses, kissing your jaw and your neck and every part of you that he’s marked up and bruised. “but like afterwards…yanno? a few years down the line when we both have jobs. i’m gonna be pro and you’ll be a sexy career woman. ‘n i’ll make so much money that you can take all the time off you want. make sure you’re nice and taken care of and—“ 

giggling, the sweet melodies of your laughter cut through your boyfriend’s wistful rambling. 

“what’s so funny?” 

“it’s just…you’ve really got this all planned out, huh?” you reach a hand up to cup itadori’s sweaty cheek, brushing a thumb over the rough scarring at the corner of his mouth. he leans into you, much like a cat seeking physical touch, and you scratch just under his chin. “you want to be with me for that long?” 

“i mean…yeah. i want you for the rest of my life. i thought that was obvious,” yuuji manages to say while you squish his cheeks and play about with his face, sounding a little dejected. “don’t you? … don’t you want that with me?” 

your smile drops as you shift to your elbows, immediately dead set on reassuring your usually confident boyfriend. “of course i want that with gou. i want everything with you, it’s just that…” you chew on your words, push them around the cavern of your mouth as it dries with nervousness. “it’s just that… i’m still so different to you, i’m still not…conventional by any means. so i just thought… by the time college was over you’d—“ 

“i’d get bored of you?” 

yuuji looks almost offended, his pink and kiss-swollen lips pushed forward into a pout and his dark brows drawn together in the centre of his forehead. falling back onto the sheets, one of his hands sink into the pillow supporting your head as you lay flat on your back — you feel it tremble with an emotion you can’t quite place on his face. is it anger? hurt? annoyance? either way, your heart hammers in your chest and crawls it’s way up your throat. you feel nauseous at the prospect of even upsetting yuuji — especially after the loving sex you’ve just had. 

a croak in your throat replaces your sweet voice, you’re not sure if it’s because of how you’d been previously screaming your boyfriend’s name or because of how nervous you’ve suddenly become. “y-yeah,” you say slowly. “that.” 

“how could you even think that?” yuuji breathes steadily, the corner of his mouth twitching into a frown but you can’t bare to look at him any longer — casting your gaze to the side. 

shaking your head, you blink back tears you hadn’t even known were there. “i don’t… i don’t know. forget it, pretend i never said anything.” 

itadori bends at the neck to reach you,  tutting into the air as it cools down and loses its feverish taste for lust. his nose bumps yours, the pair of them becoming neighbours while his breath coasts across your face almost comfortingly. 

“when i say i want you, i mean it. forever,”  he confesses, like a reflex, like the natural reflex that his brain has to make his heart beat. “i want you to be my wife after all this. you’re not just some college fling to me. i want to buy you a house, a big ring, keep you comfortable for the rest of my life. i decided on that when i first met you,” a calloused finger and thumb tilt your chin to the perfect angle, making you look at him, your gaze falling into a mahogany one belonging only to your doting partner. “i don't care how long it takes to prove this to you… but you’re the love of my life, so have a little faith in me. okay?”

yuuji takes your hand in his, placing your palm on the left side of his chest where the muscle keeping him alive races for you. the only girl in the room. the only girl in his worlds. his dog tags jingle at the movement but his eyes on you remain unwavering and so full of commitment. you’d be stupid not to believe him now.

“okay,” you affirm sweetly, tilting your head a little further in a silent ask. you want a kiss. “i love you, yuuji.” 

“and i love you right back,” he mumbles against your lips without skipping a beat, slotting your mouths together perfectly in a gentle chaste kiss. “now baby, please stop asking me to cum inside, you know i can’t help it and we can’t have babies just yet,” yuuji whines and collapses on top of you with a huff. 

“you’re the one who said you wanted to give me babies!” 

“and you’re the one who keeps feeding into my breeding kink, let’s not get it twisted here!”

and all throughout your playful bickering, yuuji stays nestled deep inside of you — keeping you plugged full. of both his cum and his love.  

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[banhchao]

when you get this, please reply five things that make you happy and send this to the last ten people in your notifications 💌

hello angel! 🤍👼🏽☁️ thank u for sending this! It’s so nice to stop, reflect and just think about things that make u happy at the current moment and is something I think we should all do! gratitude and self-love is so important 💗

1. I like going on dates! Quarantine restricts us from really being able to go on quote-on-quote “real” dates but I’m happy eating Taco Bell in the car, driving around and spending time with each other talking, listening to music and enjoying the views. It’s simple but wholesome and sweet. I think if you are with the right person or just with someone who makes you happy, you can be anywhere and do anything (even just sit and stare at each other lol) and still be at your absolute happiest. I’m rlly excited because it’s getting warmer now which means I can plan picnics in the park and hangouts at the beach & stargazing at night (within safe distance and health regulations of course).

My dream date would either be some sort of camping-lake swim type thing (swimming in a lake, cooking with a campfire, sleeping beneath the stars by the water) or “Cakespeare in the Park” (watching Shakespeare in the Park on a picnic blanket whilst eating cake out of wine glasses lol). 🍰☁️💗

2. Beach days! The best feeling in the world is when u come back home from the beach and u are a lil tired from the sun sapping out ur energy and u smell like the water. Or just the first cold dive into the water of the year and floating on ur back as the rays beat down. especially in freshwater... lake swims are superior to swimming in the ocean 😤. I love the sun and the water lol both in tropical places and here in Canada. eating fast food on a blanket, getting a tan and then swimming... 🥺. And swimming at night beneath the stars... nothing beats it 💗

3. Kisses 🥰. I used to not be that big a fan tbh lol but now I’m constantly 😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

4. stargazing! one of my new year’s resolutions was learning how to spot constellations. i only know the big dipper atm lmfaoooo but it’s nice to be able to find it no matter where i go. that consistency and certainty is refreshing and reassuring lol and i’m hoping this summer i can learn to spot a couple of new constellations. ✨🌠🌌

5. Water! waterfalls! Ponds! Lakes! Fountains! Rain! The beach! The ocean! Streams! Rivers! i only like going on walks in nature if there’s water nearby lol. & rainy days are my favourite 🌧☔️💧

[urstruly-ghst]

why are you covered in kisses ? - randoms

in which you see them awake covered in your kiss marks

author's note: hehe im still churning the fics but woohh i got this idea on a tiktok. enjoyyy >:3 (the characters i have written for... okay maybe there's biases because im soft for them, k?)

silver

"is there something wrong, my love?" you ask as you giggled to see the groggy man wake up. you saw how his face was stained with your lipstick, silver was looking at you with a questioning look. he stood up, and walked to the pond, wondering if it was something on his face.

"this." he points at his face, and you just laugh. he sighed and smiles at the way you try to avoid his questioning

"your fault, i was having so much fun kissing you and you didn't wake up! ah, and look, you're now stained pink, hehe"

he sighed and smiled before ruffling your head and holding your hand as you walk into the sunset. you both part ways, and you knew silver was with sebek when all you heard were the scandalous gasp and scolding of sebek to silver.

ah, at least he was proud to show that off.

ace trappola

"now i know you're obsessed with me" ace proclaimed proudly as he went to the mirror in your room and smirked. he admired each kiss mark, feeling a sense of pride.

you roll your eyes and try to wipe the lipstick off. he dodged your attempt and glared at you. he stuck his tongue out and screeched at your attempts.

"your ego. god, you will neverrr let this go. i just know!" you ran after him and all the ghosts and grim heard was either you screaming or ace's screeches when you finally caught up to him.

"though, i did caught you lacking. wha?!" and soon more screeching was heard. the other residents of ramshackle sigh and just try to block out such disaster.

"jeez. those two always yell." one ghost noted and the other scoffed while trying to block the noise, "tell me about it."

deuce spade

deuce was in a hurry to prepare for the roses for the unbirthday party, he didn't bother to wake you up from the nap you two had. he went up and grabbed his dorm jacket and left ramshackle quickly, not before leaving a text for you. as he walked to the garden, everyone was staring at him. it was only cater who had the guts to speak (tease) up about it.

"hey deucey. uhm, question. are you like flexing to everyone or are you not aware of the... situation on your face?" deuce was perplexed and was a blushing mess when cater took a snapshot and showed deuce your masterpiece.

"ah! oh sevens! wait im so sorry?!" deuce panicked as he tried to wipe off the mess. he was frantic and shaking his head. while he appreciated it, he felt like this was such a mess.

amidst that, cater texted you and had a laugh. you pout and texted cater back.

"leave my juice alone. plus, haters stay mad"

leona kingscholar

you were just in the middle of kissing him when he awoke from his nap with a grumpy look. you smile and show him a small, sheepish, smile. he grumbled and shook his head.

"what are you doing, herbivore?" leona said as he held your chin and tilted his head to stare at you. his green eyes capturing your soul.

"noooothing" you drawl out your syllables in hopes that he'll spare you from the punishment of staying in bed the entire day with nothing else to do but sleep.

"speak." leona deadpanned and you sigh and surrender. you reach for your phone and, while giggling, open your camera to show the kiss marks. he smirked before nodding off, he pulled you in close and whispered lowly

"i like it. but that doesn't change the fact you woke me up. now, stay." ah, there he was. your grumpy king.

[r1elle]

desperate male lead syndrome is making a strong comeback in 2024 and i’m here for it!! so i wrote about this annoying loser (your honour i love him so much)

husband atsumu drabble because this is what the people want ^^ (i’m people)

“baby, don’t go looking at yer’ poor husband like that..” atsumu pouts, poking your cheeks at the sight of your evidently disdained face.

okay. you could go do that. you could also just forget the broken ceramic on the floor, still not cleaned up because atsumu would rather make amends with you first than cleaning up the potential risk that was right infront of you both.

honestly, you couldn’t tell whether you should be glad, or concerned.

“i’m not mad at you,’ you say, the expression on your face clearly betraying your words. “don’t worry about it, atsumu.”

you thought that maybe your words would ease the blonde man’s resolve, however it seemed to have only made it worse for him.

“atsumu?! no baby, no love, no ‘tsumu?!” he stresses, hands going up to his mouth.

you stare at his rather dramatic delivery,—and was that the life in his eyes flying away?? he looks like a modern rendition of casper the ghost.

“i’ll do the dishes for a week, no,—a month! i’ll buy ya’ those heels ya’ told me not to buy at the mall!!” atsumu frantically spouts, saying anything he could think of as he continues to cling onto your figure, his face mushing onto your neck and shoulder area.

you shut your eyes. just.. how could you stay annoyed? look at his pouty face, how his ears seemed to be more red than the rest of his skins current complexion. he practically made it impossible for you to even be the least bit mad, and you would’ve felt as guilty as a convict for even attempting to do so. that’s the kind of effect he had on you.

in response, you merely sigh. but there wasn’t any bark to it. “or, you could clean up the shattered pot on the floor.” you say, making sure to bring your tone to a more gentle and reassuring one.

atsumu turns to at you once again, his blonde locks tickling your skin as he moves.

“yer’ not mad anymore?” he beams. “i mean, we could always make another pot, right? how ‘bout it?” he says, hopeful eyes staring directly to your orbs.

in all realness, you genuinely weren’t mad at him, —(as much as he would sulk and say you definitely were), no. you were just sad at the fact that you and atsumu’s ceramic that you both had worked so hard to sculpt and paint on your first date was now shattered on the floor, all but beyond repair.

“i was never mad at you, promise.” you say. “just a bit disappointed. i liked that pot a lot, you know.” your hand reaches for atsumu’s cheek, pinching it slightly. physical touch always seemed to reassure him more than anything else.

atsumu mentally notes that he should make you breakfast in bed the following morning as he stares at your affirming expression. he plants various of pecks on your face after doing so.

“i’m sorry, princess.” atsumu coo’s, his hand pushing away the little hairs on your forehead as he plants a kiss on it.

“i’ll make it up to ya’, i promise.”

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now, you know that you most definitely shouldn’t be all too surprised, considering that, well, —this was miya atsumu we were talking about,

but seriously….

you stare at the little bundle of fur politely sitting on your lap as you rub your eyes, just having come out of your nights sleep. you also happen to notice the smell of pancakes and hot chocolate coming from the bedside table.

“ ‘tsumu, where—?..no, when did you get this dog?”

“i have my ways.” he proudly grins. “but look, it’s yer’ favourite breed!”

“….yes, i know. but where did you—“

“we have a daughter now, hehe.”

“since when did i agre—“

“so adorable, definitely takes after her mommy and daddy. look at the bow on her head!”

“ ‘tsum-“

“i love you.”

“dont change the subject!”

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atsumu brainrot is real and clocking me out (kageyama i can explain)

update: TYSM for 1k+ notes omg ??!! thank u all for loving this loserboy with me i feel so heard 😢😢🙏🏽