#hehe hi

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

just hobi being cute for @taehyunghobi (cr. namuspromised)

[serial-kissing]

tummy you wont

Kills you dead

[pandapear-art]

I'm alive :D

[ot9snumber1]

honey

hirai momo x fem!reader

summary: momo isn't very keen on the idea of loyalty.

warnings: suggestive + light angst, not proofread

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you curse yourself for opening that damn door.

you wonder how you could let this happen again as momo trails wet kisses down your neck.

"momo." you say sternly, trying to push her away but even she can see that you're not doing much to fight back. all you've done is push yourself closer to her.

"momo, i'm serious." you say again, actually pushing her away this time. momo pouts, like you'd just robbed her of something she desperately needed. (which is true, to an extent) "whyyy?" momo whines, wrapping her arms around your waist again.

"i just wanna make you feel good. you weren't complaining like this last night." she says as she kisses your jaw. you groan, but run your fingers through her hair and pull her closer anyway.

"i was complaining. you just weren't listening."

"complaining? all i remember is you saying oh, momo! fuck, don't stop, don't—" you have to kiss her to make her stop talking. momo only grins when you pull away.

there was no winning against her, after all. she had you trapped from the very start. you look at her as if you had a plan to make her stop. as if you had the power to make her feel guilty and leave once and for all.

"you and i both know there's no end to this." she whispers into your ear as she takes your shirt off, leading you to your own room. it's things like this that make you wonder why she even has a boyfriend. why she won't just break up with him and be with you like she so desperately wants.

part of you thinks she enjoys the thrill of keeping you a secret, of pretending like she cares enough about her boyfriend to want to keep his heart safe. another part of you thinks she doesn't care. that you're just someone she can use to fulfill her desires.

but you never ask her, you never get to ask her. all because the feeling of her tongue swirling around your nipple and two of her fingers going in and out of you is just too much for you to form a thought other than i need momo, i need momo, i need momo.

so you let her have her way with you all night long, forgetting about anything else you could have possibly planned for tonight and tomorrow morning (because you know momo's not going home without breakfast.)

it's when she cuddles you from behind, kisses your neck and tells you "love you, goodnight." that you swear you're going to ask her what you two really are next time.

but you already swore that yesterday. and the day before, and last week, and last month. you just conveniently forget to ask whenever she's awake. not this time, though. you swear you're going to get your answer this time, you even turn around to wake her up.

...she looks so peaceful, though. the way her hair is all messy from your hands pulling on it endlessly, the way her lipstick is hardly even seen anymore, the way she pulls you closer subconsciously.

it's enough to make you nuzzle closer and postpone the confrontation to breakfast tomorrow. (it never happens, you completely forget about everything you swore you were going to do when you wake up to momo going down on you.)

[ask-shane]

SHAAANNEEE!!!! HELLO SHANE HELLO >0<

hey there... what're you so excited for? it can't possibly be because of me.

[tornoleander]

I'm in the middle of reading wytyaa cuz I saw you mention it at some point and it sounded cool

Anyway, if wytyaa Jay and bbnb Jay ever met, and you somehow got them to traumadump on eachother, both of them would think "First Master, this guy went through hell. Compared to him I had it easy." Meanwhile neithed had it easy and both went through hell.

Might be wrong cuz I haven't finished wytyaa yet but I'm gonna go back to reading now byeeeeee

Oh I’m going to rant for a while because I love talking about and comparing these Fics.

YES, I can absolutely see both them sitting there and invalidate their own experiences. (Unless one of them gets a very important lesson about comparing Trauma)

Art under cut

Trauma dumping though? Currently I doubt wytyaa Jay would. And while bbnb Jay seems willingly to talk to his therapist there’s not a chance 16 year old him from an alternate universe will learn the extent of the shit I had to read through.

The have similar canon complaint story line, to an extent. Both fix my many issues with Cannon and add so much more. Both deal in forced labor extreme physical abuse blood wounds broken bones Starvation With emotional abuse from Nadakhan’s and the crew. But everything beyond that is where things drastically differ

Biggest difference being Explicit vs Mature

Wytyaa being vaguely 16+ and won’t go past implying anything sexual. So a lot is left to interpretation, which is usually easier to handle.

While Bbnb has be 18+ Does not shy away from anything….. no matter how much you wish it would most popular ninjago dead dove for a reason.

Wytyaa Jay is drugged out for the 2 months he has to deal with the withdrawal and wiped memories coming back to him. This scrambles the order you learn about what he went through. Vengestone sorta poisons him, the power suppression is painful and causes long term damage.

In the end Neither Jay is given a moment to feel safe and comfortable over months they are always in extreme danger this is the sort of damage that turns ptsd into C-ptsd✨

Like you said, neither had it easy they both went through hell.

But while comparing trauma is ultimately unhelpful experiences effect people differently both Jays are very traumatized I can tell you one of these was A LOT harder to get through as a reader. VERY much not the same reader experience.

Here’s are the fics with the obligatory READ THE TAGS and warnings at the top of each chapter. They are there for your safety when r themes of sa can be helpful and hurtful to some. Know what you can handle..

When you think your all alone by @mondothebombo

Bending but never breaking by @writing-hat

Both authors are awesome and have read each other Fics lmao.

Never posted this but a long while ago when both fics left off on angst for a long time I messaged them the same thing and got these replies.

The Audacity of hat to blame mondo lol.

If any of you like these fics follow me cause I have a lot of art coming. Also if you have any asks don’t be shy! I could rant for so much longer.

[navnae]

Okay but now I have another cute little Hc about Steve always pulling out his wallet and running to the nearest store whenever anyone in the party mentions even the littlest thing that interests them but with Eddie it’s gotten a little bit overboard. Eddie will mention how he saw something in the mall in passing and says how he thought it looked cool, not really hinting at any form of wanting it. In Steve’s ear all he hears “Eddie likes, Eddie gets.” That explains why Eddie has so many gifts from Steve even though he never asked for any of them and honestly it’s just Steve’s way of making Eddie used to him spoiling him.

[inyoureyes-415]

Bad Film - grain

June 2023

Location: San Francisco, California

[vennsworld]

I post something OTHER THAN MARBLE HORNETS?!?!?

anyway OG baddie

[banannabethchase]

HangNick, 6. Tattoos

Named

~

Adam watches as Nick licks his lips, eyes locked on Adam’s hipbone. “When did you get that?” he asks. Adam can’t figure out if the strain in his voice is anticipation or thinly veiled disdain.

Adam adjusts his pants and Nick lets out a weird little noise. “When, uh. After Revolution.” He fidgets with his waistband, unsure if he should buckle his belt or if whatever was about to happen has officially been cancelled. “I needed to do something for me, you know?” He swallows, looking anywhere but at Nick’s face. “So, yeah. I got a barbed wire version of my name. To remind me who I am.” He looks at Nick.

“Why,” Nick says, and Adam braces for the worst, “is that the hottest effing thing I’ve ever heard someone say?”

Adam blinks. “What?”

“Get your pants off,” Nick demands, and the tone of voice makes Adam scramble to shove everything down his legs before he can think better of it. “Let me see.” Nick drops to his knees in front of Adam, and that’s when he thinks he should have kept the boxers at least a little bit on. His dick is very quickly becoming hard, right next to where Nick is kneeling in front of him. It’s not helping.

Nick brushes a thumb over one of the barbs and Adam’s muscles twitch at the hint of a touch. “You know the only thing I’d like better than this?” He leans in and uses his tongue to trace the letters, and Adam might die.

“What?” Adam breathes.

Nick looks up at him and presses his skin deep into Adam’s muscle until it slides down to graze Adam’s dick. “If this was my name.”

[aofikofi]

meet the me :]

[sushisketching]

I got busy with other things not art related. Again. Dang.

[baddboyy]

new hair babies 🖤🕷️

[127luvr]

hello i am back to request sumn again 🙏🙏 could i get a jisung (nct) x male reader. where jisung and reader are just hanging out which devolves into having an arm wrestle. they joke around a bit and the reader is like “if you win. you get a kiss from me.” and the reader ends up winning instead. and the reader is like “ig i get a kiss from you then” but is jk about it but also sort of serious internally. while jisung is a 100% serious and is like “yeah i can do that.” or sumn. yeah sumn more silly this time‼️‼️ the rest is up you!!!

Tangerine Love

Park Jisung x Male Reader

You always thought Jisung looked his best in the middle of the night. In a small shirt that landed just above his waist and hugged his biceps just right—adorning oversized sweatpants that hung just low enough that you caught sight of the waistband on his blue Calvin Klein boxers. He is biting the straw from his drink—scrunching his nose as he swerves his arms with the controller in his hand. You bit your lip, watching as his long fingers engulfed the small buttons.

“You totally rigged this game, (Y/n/n), it’s not fair.” You look up towards his face, picking at the skin on your bottom lip as his form a pout. You can’t help but watch as he stretches, hypnotized by how even his relaxed muscles seem to bulge out of his shirt. “Let’s play something else—”

“Let’s arm wrestle.” The quick response catches him off guard. It wasn’t anything the two of you haven’t done. Most of your hangouts alone concluded in fake wrestling matches that rolled into the middle of the night—where the two of you were too tired to decide who won and who lost. This time, Jisung was stunned, full lips parted as he visibly hesitated. “If you win you get to choose whatever you want.”

A minute passing feels like an eternity in the room. The video game music lonely as it makes the only noise that rings in your ears. Jisung’s face is stuck between confusion and being deep in thought as he considers what he could want from you.

“I want all the money in your bank account.” He manages to grab your arm as you shove him into the brown carpet. Faces inches apart as he descends into more laughter. You stay like this for a little, letting (h/c) hair cover your eyes just enough so he couldn’t see how dilated your pupils got the more you stared at him. “Okay seriously I wan—”

“If you win, you’ll get a kiss from me.” Jisung chokes on his tongue, followed by a long coughing fit as he manages to sit himself up. He’s resting back on his elbows as he avoids your gaze—wondering how you could be so casual when you threw in a request like that. Not that he wouldn’t want to.

The joke isn’t so much of a joke anymore as you internally freak out, silently wanting the floor to open up and swallow you whole. Before you could think of suggesting something else, Jisung’s head is nodding up and down—brown hair bouncing around his ears as he agrees. It’s how you found yourself in this predicament, elbow firm on Jisung’s old wooden stool that he kept in his closet. The worn down legs making it wobble when either one of you pressed down too hard. You could tell the mood is different, despite the desperate attempts of trying to lighten it up from both of you. This game was a matter of life or death. It had potential to end your friendship—or turn it into something more.

You catch Jisung’s eyes, a smirk forming on the right side of his mouth as he stares at your small frame. “What? Scared (Y/n)? You know I’ll win.”

“It’s cute that you think you can hurt me, Jisung Park.” And the mood is restored.

Jisung stifled a laugh, wrapping his fingers around your hand to get a head start. You make eye contact one last time, licking your lips subconsciously as the two of you silently start going against each other. The game is touch and go, one moment you feel yourself overwhelmed with doubt and the next you feel yourself wanting to laugh. The whole situation is comical. You can’t quite figure out why Jisung would agree to such an outlandish and odd prize. You feel him stumble back a little, clammy fingers sliding down your own as he uses his other hand to ground himself. You take advantage of this, using your full body weight to bring his arm down. Without thinking you slam his hand down, letting your arms fly up in the air as you celebrate your brief victory.

“Since I won, you know, I guess I’ll have to be the one to receive the kiss from you.” Jisung is thrown again, gears shifting in his brain as he stares at the hand that betrayed him. You want this to be a joke—for your well-being—but you know it’s not. You know it’s not by the way you watch as Jisung mentally battles himself, preparing to turn you down. Or so you think.

“I can totally do that for you.” He’s serious all of a sudden, palms face down on the wooden stool as he stares at you wide eye. He pushes it to the side, scooting himself closer to you so you’re just inches apart again. “Can you close your eyes?”

For the first time in the past hour, Jisung’s mind is blank. There are no thoughts of backing down from this as he brings his lips closer to your own, breathing heavily as he moves in closer. The initial contact starts from the corner of your lip, leaving a hot sensation from where his lips landed first. It’s no surprise when he doesn’t move, more of a peck instead of the kiss he intended, showing his lack of experience. It’s more than enough to keep you hanging though—eyes fluttering open as you gazed at the floor, stunned. But Jisung isn’t done. He dives in for more—following your lips as you lead him. He brings a hand to the back of your neck, playing with the back of your hair as he deepens the kiss, full lips now parted against your own.

You bring your hands up to wander around his body too—aiming first for the drawstring that ties up his sweatpants so they stay up. Next is the back of his neck too, tugging a little at the hair that curls around the base of his neck. He lets out a small laugh, smiling into the kiss as you make your way up to the skin under his shirt. Another fit of laughter.

“You’re tickling me.” Even when the two of you break apart, the sensation of his lips lingers on your own. You can’t help but bring your hand towards your lips, speechless. “I could go for another round.”

You know he means kissing wise, but you can’t help but tease him a little as you stare down at his swollen lips and hooded eyes. “What do I get this time when I beat you again?”

[iamlittlelostsoul]

Love can hurt sometimes...

yey! am finally finishing all your req!!! although this sorta ended up sorta like a collab between the two of us. Thank youuuu @whatevermywpis >< for giving me this idea and helping me write this Xddd

I hope you along with everyone else enjoy it!!!<33 I'm so sorry for not updating for so long school had me on a noose xdd but i'm free now for a whilee :DD

not me recycling my malleyuu drafts that's been rotting for ages lol xdd

Pairing: Silver x gn!cursed!reader

Theme: Romance and Angst

Overview: "shush, now love....I know I know but I can't help it. I love you and I can't give it up even if it costs my life. Aw, please don't cry smile for me just one last time...please?"

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Silver has heard tons about you from their dorm leader Malleus

It all started with Malleus finding out and meeting with a person that actually lives in the cold abandoned Ramshackle dorm.

Then he goes missing and comes back with the brightest grin on his face as he talks about the things he did with his newfound friend.

It was an adorable sight how Malleus was over the moon talking about his human friend to Lilia, Sebek, and himself. And to Malleus love and excitement he decided to introduce them to his new human friend he's been talking about.

And you were exactly how he imagined from the fae prince's stories.

"Hello, I'm [Mc]! It's really nice to meet you all" they cheerily greet them with a polite bow.

Surprisingly he managed to stay awake the whole time and somewhat and someway you two became closer and you were patient enough to not get mad at him whenever he randomly falls asleep, you'd even go so far and let him sleep on your lap.

Which deepens and strengthens the bonds you two share.

You two have been meeting up often, helping in school tasks, events, or simply just dining together of course you two still include Malleus and the other two. And Malleus is pretty happy that his friend's been getting along with his two retainers and Lilia.

Lilia's been giving him weird looks not the bad kind whenever he was to be with you alone or with the others. He believes Lilia and sometimes Malleus's been scheming something as they hang out with you they'd often excuse themselves yet leave him behind with you....not that he minded it though.

You were nice and sweet and a very fun person to hang out with, you were patient and knowledgeable even when you happen to not belong from their world you seemed to fit in naturally.

Time and time again he always felt so different when he's with you. No it's definitely not the bad kind! It's more nice and comfortable probably something more than just friends.

"You like them." Lilia says with a smug grin interrupting his thoughts.

"I do" Silver says unhesitantly.

"No no romantically~" Lilia says in a rather teasing tone.

"I do?" Silver says cocking his head to the side he's not sure if this is a question to himself or to Lilia...but a part of him sorta knew he does like them. No- he loves them. He always did and now that he realizes it he can't stop the red hues spreading across his cheeks which earned a small chuckle from Lilia.

His heart beats aloud. Ever since Lilia mentioned it, ever since he realized his true feelings. His heart kept pounding so hard that he kinda fears you can hear it every time you and he hangs out.

Lilia and Malleus has been pushing him to go confess. And they've been doing everything necessary to console him that they definitely like him back too. They've even helped set up a date so he could confess his feelings to the [girl/boy] he likes.

The only issue is he couldn't somehow muster his courage to confess much to Lilia and Malleus annoyance (they're not mad just a lil stressed they're playing the long game).

Several times passed by and he finally somehow gained courage in doing so after a long sermon from Sebek on how he's stressing out Malleus-sama yada yada yada.

It was past Midnight and they met up by the garden behind Ramshackle dorm. Their usual hangout place.

"Silver hey!! How's your day been?" They gingerly asks him.

Silver smiled at the sight. He could barely see them and he can't help but be a lil mesmerized at the sight of his beloved laying flat on the grass their face leaning to the side covering half of their face as they remain staring at the fireflies dancing on a row of Dasies, the light from the fireflies and moonlight illuminating their figure and he felt as if he fell for them once again. "Oh...same as usual" he chuckles as he sat beside them.

They stayed like that for several minutes, silent although not awkward but rather comforting.

"Soo...I would like to tell you something" they both spoke in unison startling them and made them chuckle.

"You go first" They said.

"No No you first!" Silver says back.

"Ehh?? No you first!"

They sat there in silence for a moment before Silver takes a deep breath and broke the silence

"So..."

"So?"

"I...have something to confess"

"go on" they urged him.

"I like...no love you" he confesses.

"..."

"..."

"It's ok if you don't like me back...I just wanted to get this off my chest" he says as he watches their features get a lil startled.

"No no! Silver....I...love you too." they said covering their face as it gets a tint of red but something in their eyes shows a hint of sadness.

"You don't have to force yourself to like me." he mutters.

"No no!! It's complicated...I do love you...it's just that..." *they take a sharp breath. "I'm cursed..."

Silver took a moment to process their words. "You're...cursed?" he repeats as his eyes widens and his mouth went hanging open.

They nod as they sat up and face him.

"...How heavy is it? Maybe we could find a cure, I'm sure Malleus-sama and fath-err Lilia-sama is willing to help." He says his eyebrows creasing as he looked at them filled with worry. He felt a tightness in his chest as he awaits for them to answer his question...on the back of his mind he could already tell where this is going.

"I don't really recall when or where I got it...but it's definitely not here in NRC or the day I arrived here. But umm...It can't be cured.."

"It...can't?"

They nods. " It can't..."

"B-...but...don't say that! I'm sure we'll find something! There's a plenty of books and spells here i'm sure one of them will be the cure."

"It can't....that to make it simpler I'm sorta allergic to magic..." they said as they looked away placed a handkerchief on their cheek and wipes away some concealer revealing some dark heavy cracks like tattoed on their skin. He could already tell it's covering them from head to toe with how heavy it looks.

Silver stares...he couldn't muster a word...Allergic to magic?...what how?...but-....

"yeah...i'm sorry. It's none of your fault, I promise. I love hanging out with you and everybody else Malleus, Lilia, Sebek, Ace and Deuce and all of them!" They said.

Silver could tell they were trying to keep a brave face for him...and it hurts...he should have said it sooner...he should have done more with them...he should have notice something was wrong and found a cure immediately...but it's all too late. He couldn't utter a word...his face remain stiff and his heart felt as if it's being squeezed the life out of it.

'It hurts' he thought. 'They must be hurting really badly and I couldn't do a thing' he thought once more as he unclenches and clenches his fist his head hanging low and thank seven he is sitting down if not he might have stumbled and fell.

"Don't be down Silver...I really don't blame any of you..Not you, Malleus, our friends who overblotted, or anyone else. It's my choice to remain close with you guys...I love hanging out with you all and most especially I love you." They said as they cup his cheeks, their eyes gets watery and it wavers as it stares at his.

"I don't want you gone..."

"I don't wanna leave either"

"How long....how longer do you think you'll last" he managed to say his chest felt so stuffy and it's so hard to breath but he tries...he tries so hard to keep a straight face to not worry them and hurt them further.

"...not so longer than several more minutes" they hesitantly said as they leaned their head on his chest.

They stayed silent for a while with Silver hugging them in his arms, his head hanging low on their shoulder nuzzled on their neck.

"Will you kiss me?" They said their hand digging on his silvery locks.

"Yes" He answers back with no hesitation as he leans away for a bit and stares at their eyes longingly.

He presses his lips on theirs, he felt them gasp their body stiffen for a moment before relaxing. They kiss and it felt like time stopped and everything around them disappears. Silver watches them as their eyes flutter shut as their body shivers with delight as he deepens the kiss.

It felt as if it was just the two of them their fingers laced together while his other hand wrapped around their waist and theirs on the back of his head pulling him closer desperately as if their life depends on him. If only it was then maybe they would have lived longer.

The kiss lasted for about a minute...before he felt their body go cold and the hand holding onto him goes limp.

He kisses them back awaiting for their response. None.

He kisses them again and squeezes their hand pulling them closer, yet they didn't answer back.

Ah, it looks like he can't keep his poker face on anymore. Tears gently falling as he held their corpses that slowly turns into dust, no more was the person he fell in love with. No more was their laughter, their playful bantering, their voice... it so quiet now.

"It feels so simple... loving you, always..."

"It feels so painful... I hate it so much."

Love is such a lovely thing...so mysterious, so sudden...but sadly not all love ends with a happy ending...it can really really hurt sometimes....

[m00neroni]

writing what god always intended for me to write: sirius and remus adopting a werewolf daughter ‼️