#i even answered some rlly old drafts

[lcngdays-arc]

my draft count is BELOW my queue count i call that VICTORY!!!!!!

[moniheartsluffy]

A DADDY’s GIRL

characters featured: crocodaddy, warlords, marines.

genre: fluff

notes: father!crocodile x daughter!reader, PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP, black!coded reader, crocodaddy and his baby girl🥹

grammar warning!! not rlly proofread…this been sitting in the drafts for a hot minute…

• mans love him some of his daughter.

• safe to say his world now revolves around you. he never thought he would want kids but when you popped out….oh he was bringing you everywhere.

• he thought the lady (your mother) was bullshittin when she said she was pregnant. he’s experienced many women trying to trap him before, so he just brushed it off wit a “yea ok”

• oh but when he saw that baby bumpppp. his whole mood changed. he started filling out paperwork to get full custody all ready😭 and ofc he won bc…it’s him. (pls. just work wimme here)

6yr old you waking up in an overly decent sized room due to the sun coming through your curtains and your TALL ASS father coming into the room. you’re trying to rub the sleep from your eyes as you sit up to look at him while he motions to pick you up.

“morning princess.” he says while placing a light kiss to your cheek. in response to his actions you simply place your head on his shoulder and allow yourself to be whisked away.

“still sleepy, hmm?” he says placing another kiss to the top of your head and watches as you nod, confirming his accusation.

now its a lot of things that crocodile has people do for him like his dirty work…but when it comes to you he allows them to do your hair, pick out outfits, feed you, etc. but he adores the simple things like getting you out of bed, tucking you in at night and other simple things that falls in between. other than that he leaves it to the maids he’s hired.

he takes you everywhere..and i mean everywhere. he has a meeting? he’s putting you in the cutest business outfit ever. the warlords are called together? he already got snacks and toys packed for you. anywhere this man is going he’s taking you and he doesn’t care about repercussions.

with that being said…a warlord meeting was called.

so..everyone walking in and taking their respective seats, meanwhile crocodile walking in with you in his arms and he’s late.

now we all know boa isn’t fond of men so as soon as crocodile puts you on the ground she’s swiping you away..immediately. she thinks he’s corrupting your mind or sum. but you cannot tell me boa would not love you. she’s turning you into the best feminist ever. (gotta start em off young!!) she even though about taking you to the kuja island… and never bringing you back. after a while, her and your dad start arguing so you go speak to some of the other warlords.

mihawk was just minding his business and wishing he had stayed home. you stumble over with a pack of fruit snacks, holding them out for him to take them. “you looked upset so here!” your tiny voice chirps up at him. he couldn’t bring himself to reject your offer, especially when you looked up at him with a determination to make him ‘feel better’. so he simply raised his eyebrow at you and took them while giving you this thanks and a smile that wasn’t too noticeable, but you saw it.

now…it’s two men in this entire room that you simply can’t express enough emotion for. doflamingo and gecko moria. now to be frank, you didn’t despise doffy like you did the other one but you weren’t exactly fond of him either. it’s like you tolerated him. he was kind to you but something about him just seemed off.

nevertheless your feet carried you to where doflamingo sat on a windowsill waiting for this excuse of a meeting to start. “hi doffy.” the pureness in your voice snapping him out of whatever unhinged things he was thinking about. “hello there little one. you look so adorable in your f/c dress.” he replied in a mellow tone. you muttered a small “thank you” before asking him about the whereabouts of kuma, at the last meeting he asked you what your favorite flower was and you finally had an answer for him but much to your dismay the blonde haired man had no idea. (not like he cares but hey)

ultimately choosing to ignore the presence of the other being in the room you swiftly made your way over to jinbe and had a short conversation with him regarding the sunflower drawing that adorned your dress, the fishman states how much he loved the design. after that ended you made your way back with your father and the warlord meeting began shortly after.

warlord meetings were always a pain but having you there always made it seem a little bit better for everyone—even the marines thought you were adorable although, they never showed it..except for garp. he’s a grandpa, ofc he’s gonna act like one towards a child. so every time the meeting truly starts garp takes you away and you two walk around the marineford gardens. he also takes you to sengoku’s office so you can see his goat and eat snacks while he annoys sengoku.

[urmomschocolatemilk]

Angst Simon x reader Old draft I finished at 2am, does it make sense? Idk not really, do I care? Also no bc I lowkey kinda love it. Alway idk rlly know how to end this so send some ideas in on how you think it should end bc I’m torn bro ALSO ig im back for now! after months...hehehe 😅

You’ve done long distance relationships, and they’re hard. Much harder than most people think them to be. But whatever you have, going with Simon is harder.  

You don’t know what he does for a living, or why he leaves you for months on end, only to come for a month or two (at the most) and leave in the middle of the night. He doesn’t say goodbye, doesn’t even say hello.  

One morning you’ll wake up and he’ll be there, arms wrapped around you, and his chest rising and falling steadily. And then the next morning he’ll be gone, leaving you to wake up to a cold bed and no idea of where he’s gone off to or when he’ll be back. Sometimes he’ll leave a warm breakfast in the microwave in apology, or a boquete of flowers. Other times you get nothing, and he vanishes without a trace. 

Once he’s gone you don’t hear from him for months until he gets back. Until he shows up in your bed again, on a random, sunny morning. That may just be the hardest part.  

You respect his need for privacy, never pushing him to tell you what he does or where he goes. If he wants to tell you he will, but sometimes you can’t help but wonder if he’s even really real or you’re just hallucinating it all. It quite literally feels like you’re dating a ghost. 

But for now, you pretend like the jarring nightmares he has are normal, or the excessive amounts of scars that paint his body aren’t there. For now, you keep the bubbling curiosity you feel strapped down and tucked away.   

Whatever you have with Simon isn’t too hard, not on a day-to-day basis, but sometimes it gets harder.  

Some days you go through the day, every cell in your body aching to see him, hear him, smell him, touch him, and taste him. Other days it comes randomly, often before bed, as an animistic need for him with you that bubbles under your skin, trying to claw it way out, only to be satisfied by him. Those nights you go to sleep hoping - no praying - for some miracle to bring him back to you. To wake up the next morning with him at your side. 

Most times your prayers go unheard. Leaving you to wake up in an empty bed again, and the need for something as simple as his presence unsatisfied. 

Rarely though, are your prayers answered and you’re awoken to the sound of soft breathing next to you, and the weight of his arms around your waist and the comforting warmth that radiates from him and envelops you. Today is one of those rare days. 

You watch his sleeping form, your heart swelling with gratitude and love. You shift closer to him, burying your head into his chest and inhaling deeply, trying to get enough of him to last you a century. In his arms all your worries and stress, and everything bad disappears. You can already feel it all melting away. You feel relieved. It makes you want to cry – no it does make you cry.  

Simon wakes to your trembling body and silent sobs. At first, he simply shoves his face deeper into the crook of your neck with a small groan, placing gentle kiss to the skin. After a moment though, everything starts to come into focus, and he becomes aware of the quiet sound of sniffing and shaking figure in his arms. He pulls away quickly, suddenly more alert and completely awake as worry and fear course through him.  

“Darling?” The pet name slips through his teeth so easily, the roughness of sleep adding to his already deep voice and for some reason it only makes you cry harder. “Darling what's wrong?” He asks worriedly. You sniff, choking on your own tears as you attempt to respond.  

“I c-cant do this anymore Simon.”  

He frowns, his stomach dropping at your words, “Do what?” he asks. 

“This,” you emphasize, “The never knowing where you are or when you're going to come home, or if you're even going to come home in the first place!” another sob escapes you, “it's too much for me. I-I mean sometimes it's okay but other times it's just so unbearable! I just can't do it anymore.” you cry 

Hes silent, unsure of what to say to comfort you. He knew this arrangement was rough on you. He’d thought he’d been protecting you by not telling you the truth about his work, but he wasn’t sure telling you now would make things any better.  

His body seems to have a mind of its own and he find himself reaching for you, pulling you into his lap and easing you both down as he sushs you gently.  

“I know love, I know,” he cooes, but your quieting sobs are the only response to his weak attempts of comfort that he desperately hopes hide how torn he is on what to do. He listens to your breathing as it evens out and your body relaxes against his as you drift back to sleep, but he knows he isn't getting a single wink for a while.  

[bambi-kinos]

hey... what do you make of just like starting over and real love? do you think theyre rlly about paul? i think they are, but i struggle to believe john was finally making up his mind like that

Paul almost certainly thinks that (Just Like) Starting Over is about him. He purportedly listened to it on repeat for days right after John died and then there's the "walrus" referenced in the first draft of the lyrics, as well as the line about making love in Paris. I absolutely believe that Paul is the primary recipient of (Just Like) Starting Over.

I don't think it was John making up his mind per se...I think it was more like, John was unhappy with how he had left things with Paul and he was feeling optimistic about their future, so long as they stayed the course and renewed their love. However John is still John, he reached out to May Pang the same year and reconnected with a bunch of people out of the blue. Which is to say that yes, he did want to renew things with Paul and patch things up with him. But he also prepared some back ups in case that didn't work out for him. I think it was Harry Nilsson that received a middle of the night phone call from John where John was really warm to him after being out of touch for years. (Just Like) Starting Over was written with Paul as its true object and in John's heart of hearts I believe he wanted to make a new bond of love with Paul, but I also think that it is written as such that John could tell any of his old flames that "this one's for you" and mean it.

Which brings us to Real Love, I think that Real Love is also intended to be about Paul. However Real Love is a lot older and to quote a random twitter user I saw when Now and Then dropped, "it's another Lennon misery fest." When John wrote the beginnings of Real Love he certainly had Paul on his mind (hence the "lalalala farm" bit in the initial "Real Life" noodling around.) Whatever was going on with John staying in the Dakota, he was clearly longing for Paul and desperately wished things were different. But Real Love lacks the hopeful and anticipatory tone of (Just Like) Starting Over. I think John wanted to do more with Paul than sit in a studio with him again IYKWIM.

Real Love feels a lot more like an expression of John's regrets and how he wished things were different, that he had gone a different way. It actually strikes me as more of a venting song than something John really wanted to polish and bring to the public, "why must we be alone?" is a question John seems to have been asking himself through out the Dakota years. He put himself in this position and he is trying to understand why he did it to himself, even asking seemingly silly and pointless questions like "why am I so alone, why isn't Paul here with me, didn't I hold him in my arms just yesterday?" ('Yesterday' again....I said something wrong now he's gone away....and I don't believe in Yesterday myself....I never wished I had written it....now I long for yesterday....)

But when you're making vent art you don't ask yourself sophisticated questions, you ask yourself really obvious ones that you know the answer to but you've been scared to answer fully because it means accepting that you've known this entire time and haven't done anything about it. The Real Life demo we have ends with "just call him on the phone."

(Just Like) Starting Over is John making his first steps towards a new future that he wants Paul to be a part of while still being uncertain about what that entails. Real Love is John coming to grips with the scale of his loss and bewilderment at how he got here, the intervening years between his successful love affair with Paul vs the drug addled years in the Dakota being a smeared blur.

I don't think John had necessarily made up his mind about Paul. More like he realized his relationship with Yoko had run its course (whether he knew she was a parasite is another question.) That was his chance to be with Paul again.

[eeveleon]

something like inemuri

and so it starts hehe this event rlly is so motivating ShikatemaMonth24 - Daydream + Family Bonds

Read here on AO3

Temari turned the lights on to her room and immediately groaned. “Don’t tell me you’re still sleeping.” 

Her husband didn’t even bother opening his eyes. “Maybe I’m still tired.”

She sat down heavily next to him. “That doesn’t matter. You’re always tired. If I waited around for you to not be tired, I would literally be wasting my life here.”

“Tch.” Shikamaru scoffed. “You’re getting dramatic - spending too much time with Ino.” He blindly reached a hand out, trying to pull her closer. 

“You’re getting dramatic.” Temari retorted half-heartedly. 

Though there wasn’t really anything else for her to do until dinner time, so she let him drag her onto the bed and push her down on a pillow. Temari draped an arm around his chest, settling in. 

For a few minutes, there was nothing but the sound of their breathing resonating in the room.

Temari played with some hair that had gotten loose from his ponytail. “How was your week?” 

She was answered with a low, drawn-out groan.

“Troublesome.”

Shikamaru reached up to rub his eyes, moving his fists in slow circles. He took a deep breath as he began to recount his week. “The office is always behind on paperwork, but it went from bad to worse when some idiot submitted an unfinished draft for our trade policy with the Land of Calm Seas. Meetings delayed, discussions interrupted, all to track down and replace it with the real thing. But that was still shit, so I had to rewrite the entire damn thing, and then apologize to the Nagi officials for the inconvenience.” 

He let out a long-suffering sigh, as if even thinking about work on the weekend was exhausting - which for him, it probably was. “And this was on top of all the usual rubbish that goes on in the Tower.”

Temari hummed in response, using her fingernails to scratch lightly at his scalp, a favored act of his, from his frequent naps on her lap. Though, thinking about it, they hadn’t lounged on their back porch for a while now. She was busy with their family, home, and special jounin trainees, and his work days had long since bled into nights.

“Sounds like you need a real vacation then, huh.” Temari said as she got up, resting on her elbow. 

“Yeah, but with Naruto’s never-ending drama, I’m going to have to leave the village if I want a break.” He only half-joked.

“I’ve always thought that, once you retire from being the advisor, we’d move to Suna.”

“Retire?” Shikamaru snorted, a little sadly, folding an arm behind his head on his pillow. “Who's gonna let me retire?” He muttered bitterly.

Temari leaned closer to him. “I am.” 

Shikamaru gave her an odd look. Why would she be the one letting him retire? Temari was the last person on earth who would let him laze his life away - she wouldn’t even let him do it for a weekend. 

She covered his eyes with her hand and sighed dramatically. “Close your eyes, and imagine this.” She started, her voice lowering almost seductively. 

“We wake up in our room in Suna, around eight, eight-thirty-”

Eyes dutifully closed, Shikamaru made a noise of complaint. 

“- we have sex -”

He hummed, satisfied. 

“- and you go back to sleep.”

Cue a much more pleased sound. 

Temari tapped her fingers on his chest. “Meanwhile, I go back to work at my old job at the political diplomacy training office, yelling at and bossing around my subordinates. Once I’m done giving them a good scare, it’s twelve o’ clock and I come back to wake you up for lunch.” 

Shikamaru’s brow furrowed at the thought of getting up in Suna’s midday heat, but stayed silent. He’d gotten more than his usual amount of sleep. 

But Temari wasn’t done. She dug her nails into him lightly, scratching circles in his skin through his shirt. “First, we have more sex, then you make me lunch as I shower.” 

And Shikamaru couldn’t see anything wrong with that. Sleep and sex was a very enticing combination, and he could definitely make his wife some food after that. “Temari,” he mumbled. “That sounds really good.”

“Quiet, I’m not done.” She shushed him. “After lunch, I go back to work and you let Gaara pick your brain for solutions to the problem of the day. Don’t make a face,” she scolded. “It’s how we live for free - and you like having discussions with Gaara.”

That was true, he did like talking to his younger brother-in-law, as Gaara was harder to rile up than his sister yet more serious than his brother. They had had many thoughtful conversations over the years, both for work and just for their own entertainment. And Gaara was certainly a more reasonable Kage than Naruto. 

Also, living for free? That was a perk on its own. 

“Besides,” Temari continued. “I can’t let your intelligence rust away like that. Or do you think I’m with you for your body?”

“Definitely my body.” Shikamaru chuckled, followed by a laugh from Temari. 

“Yeah, maybe twenty years ago.” She punctuated her tease with a light slap to his stomach.

“Hey!”

She didn’t give him any more time to complain about that comment. “Shut up now, this is only half our day. Once work is over, I go and train with Kankuro for a few hours, maybe bully him and beat him up while I’m at it, the usual.” 

Shikamaru nodded, waiting for her to tell him what he would be doing during that time. He wasn’t at all surprised with her choice of activity. It seemed like the older she and Kankuro got, the more childishly competitive they got with each other. 

“Meanwhile, you go to that little park near the Council’s hall - you know, the one with the training ground? They have these tables set up for old people like you to play shogi on, so you camp out there and play a few games against your fellow elderly men as they leave their musty offices.”

“All this talk about my age.” He groaned, though there was no real aggravation in it, he’s still too pleased with the idea of spending half his day in bed followed by a late afternoon full of shogi. “Which one of us is older here?”

Temari pinches the side of his stomach, jiggling it a bit. “Remember when there was no fat here?” She retorted.

“Hey!”

“Anyways,” She went on without a care. “I come pick you up at around six. We take a nice walk through the town market - I can’t have you get too out of shape - and then go out for dinner at a different place than the day before.”

After a minute, when Temari didn’t say anything else, Shikamaru peeked an eye open. His wife was staring off into space, an unusually soft look on her face. 

“Temari,” he called quietly. “What next?”

She blinked and turned to look at him, the small smile growing into his favorite toothy grin. “Next? We take a much slower, long walk through the dunes on the east side of the village.” She laced her fingers through his. “We hold hands, talk about our day, make fun of each other, reminisce about when we were younger... then go home.”

“And then we sleep?” Shikamaru asked, closing his eyes again as he imagined this perfect scenario. 

All the day-dreaming was lulling him to sleep, and wife’s soothingly husky voice wasn’t helping for that matter. 

He felt Temari settle closer to him. “Well. First we have great sex again, and then we sleep.”

Shikamaru laughed, his eyes shooting open. Sleep, shogi, and sex. His wife really did love him.

Temari was smiling down at him, her loose hair obscuring some of his sight. “And the next day we do it all over again.” She finished, and closed the distance between them with a kiss. 

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her body half on his. He sighed happily, murmuring in her ear. “It would be... amazing, to live like that. With you.” 

“It will be.” Temari corrected him, leaning above him again. “That’s going to be our future; I’ll make sure of it.” 

He loved the determination and commitment in her words. While he was more than happy with how their life was now, it felt good to know that she was planning for the rest of their lives already. 

“Of course, it’s going to be a looong while before it becomes a reality. And not just because of your duty to our dear Hokage.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Wanna know why?” 

Shikamaru blinked at her. He wasn’t sure if he liked that look in her eyes. In fact, he was hoping she would join him for the nap he was about to take - all the thinking and imagining had really tired him out. Still, he played along a little longer. “...Why?”

Temari pressed a finger to his lips. “Just wait and listen.” She rested her head next to his, and they lay in silence for 3, 2, 1...

“Mom! Ayuna is being a little brat again!”

“No I’m not! Dad!”

Temari shook her head at their children’s yells. “That’s why.” The fondness in her voice gave away her true feelings on the interruption, though. 

Shikamaru groaned, trying to sink deeper into his pillow. He should have known. His life had been going peacefully for far too long. 

His wife noticed his discomfort and just laughed. She patted his arm. “And who wanted to be a father?” She said mockingly.

“Temari, I love our kids. Very much.” He sighed loudly. “But you practically had me in a genjutsu for the past half hour, so I’m going to need a minute.” 

Temari threw her head back and laughed, obviously pleased with herself. She sat up and started to slide off the bed. 

“Take your time. I know I’m pretty powerful.” She shot over her shoulder, her hand trailing on the doorframe as she disappeared down the hall. 

Shikamaru stayed where he was sinking into the mattress, just listening to the distant sounds of his family’s chatter. He heard the back door to the porch slide open and closed as the laughter faded. 

All of a sudden, the urge to sleep for the next couple days wasn’t that strong anymore. 

Those dreams of a simple life weren’t so far away - they were just outside.

Shikamaru set his feet on the floor and got out of bed.

[nimmie-nugget]

can you write a one shot about mui accidentally consuming edibles from a stranger on the streets and then completely losing his filter and roasting everyone (including yui) 😨

~Muichiro loses his Filter~

Warnings: Muichiro speaks, ooc, roasts aren’t roasting, not proofread

Note: Pfft- 🤣🤣🤣 I had some fun writing this one! These are not rlly roasts but it’s the random shizz that came up in my mind at the time I was writing this I’m sorry 😭😭😭 Enjoy! <3 This has been rotting in my drafts for a while now

Masterlist

Hashira Yuichiro AU

Muichiro=Blue, Yuichiro=Purple

3RD POV

It was currently morning as the Tokito twins just finished their missions. They stopped by a small stand where their was an old man selling treats “Nii-san let’s buy some of those!” Muichiro said pointing at the stand full of treats “We can’t, we need to save our yen for a full meal.” “But Nii-san!!!” He whined as Yuichiro sighed. “Fine, just don’t come asking for my food when your hungry.” He said sternly making sure to raise his tone at the ‘my’ “don’t worry Nii-san! I’d never eat your food because I don’t want you hungry!” Yuichiro gave some yen to his brother as he watched Muichiro run off to the stand, after a few minutes of waiting patiently Muichiro came back. They continued their walk as they were near their destination.

The twins were currently at a ramen shop as Yuichiro gobbled down on his ramen, his brother Muichiro was sleeping and eventually Yuichiro finished his meal. Yuichiro shakes his brother awake as Muichiro stirred awake.

Muichiro blinked as he stared at his brother for a good 10 seconds until he rubbed his eyes. Muichiro groaned and stared at his brother in disgust “Muichiro stop looking at me like that!” Yuichiro said as he bonked Muichiro’s head “stfu you dumb excuse of a human.” “…I’m gonna kill you.” “Tell me what is a donkey ugly bitch ass lookin stupid woman like you gonna do to me?” Yuichiro deadpanned as Muichiro threw the empty bowl of ramen on the ground and suddenly the owner came out that he was gay and proceeded to scold the younger twin.

“do you ever shut up? This is why you get no hoes lmfao, small pp bald ass bitch” Yuichiro’s face dusted with pink because of embarrassment. “You gozzamn useless ass of a manwhore who can’t even get hoes lol lmao so embarrassing” said Muichiro as Yuichiro’s right hand went to grip his brothers left shoulder and he whisper-shouted in Muichiro’s ear “Muichiro! Shut up! Let’s just go back to our estate!” Muichiro immediately whipped his head towards Yuichiro “your telling me that I live with you!? This is ridiculous!” He said stubbornly.

“How can I! I the one and only live with a mint flavoured with some chocolate ice creamed hair!!!! Muichiro grumbled as Yuichiro deadpanned again “we look the same.” Yuichiro said losing his patience. Yuichiro looked towards the owner who was absolutely frozen, Yuichiro took a fistful of his brothers hair and ran towards their estate dragging Muichiro as he flailed around.

The twins arrived to their estate as Yuichiro slammed his brother to the ground knocking him out, Yuichiro let out a sigh and he dragged his brothers body to their room. Yuichiro set up two futons and once again slammed his brothers body onto the futon.

Muichiro POV

I groaned as I woke up, I put my left hand on my head only to be met with a slap. I blinked a few times taking in my surroundings as the first person I see is my brother “Nii-san! Why did you slap me!!!” I whined but I didn’t receive an answer, now looking clearly at Yuichiro’s face. It was an unrecognizable expression “I’M GONNA KILL YOUUUUUUUU” oh…it seems it’s gonna be a long day huh…I mentally embraced myself knowing what’s coming.

Taisho Secrets!

Yuichiro did in fact share his food with his brother 🤗

Yuichiro did not shake his brother awake but instead pulled on Mui’s hair hard enough till Mui woke up😀

Yuichiro is left armless 💪🥰

Yuichiro did not pay for the ramen 😋🍜

Yuichiro killed Muichiro 😱

Yuichiro woke up early to kill Muichiro 🤯

The secrets above all start with Yuichiro 🌫️🗡️

The twins did not bring a lot of money so that explains why Yui was worrying about it-

I don’t think these are even secrets but they are now bcs I said so😎👌

[monstrouslyobsessed]

been a minute since i've answered yall asks, sorry about that. been having health issues again. sighs.

tw / tags: monster fucking, snake anatomy, breeding mentions

Do you have any thoughts about slime-like monsters? I personally find monsters with… unstable??? body structure quite interesting cuz of their potential lol. Like, even of they're slow and trembling like jittery jelly, once they have grip on you – you gone, whoops. Struggling r useless, u will only get urself deeper and you can't even do a lot to escape. And bonus points if they're kinda dumb, so by acting silly and goofy they're practically gaslighting lmao —anonymous

i actually have a musing in the work about that one!! its...been in my draft forever...whoops....i'll work on that in just a bit then.

but yes!! theyre also super versatile too! imagine if you have one as a pet...its going to make a pet out of you, oho rip darling.

I wonder how the 6 arms snake god eat. Does he just shallow his prey whole? chew them? Tear them apart then eat them piece by piece? I wonder what is his favorite part of his prey, and his less favorite. I imagine that some times, he eat messy, so reader clean the blood around his mouth with a clean napkin. —anonymous

i actually kinda imagine him opening his mouth like a snake would since he's no longer a human (w a pic below). but in the beginning, when he's still merging with the snake god, he'd probably start tearing his, ah, meals apart, yeah. i actually don't think his transformation was actually completed by the time he started his initial rampage + he wouldn't have any arm when he first started out too.

oh geez i can see him being super clumsy and floppy trying to learn how to move his new body. poor thing.

his mouth would be like this, maybe with bigger fangs tho. that said, i cant find the original source now :( so if any of you know who this may be by, lmk so i can link the artist!!

Hey-hey! Have you read Mieruko-chan by any chance? Maybe it's only me, but i find designs for ghosts from here rlly cool and some chapters can give some pretty cool concepts/ideas.

Gl on ur day! ✨ —anonymous

i actually have been keeping up with it! poor mc, she's trying her best...I'm crushing on the yandere tentacled head lady atm lol

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. It's time to spread positivity! 💖 — @berrychan03

dawwww <3 thank you!!! i'll be sure to spread them around~!

Your Jaguar Trube story is really good! I like it. Are you going to make the part 2 for it? —anonymous

im actually kinda stumped on how to continue this one mainly because of the breeding kink being the primary focus and the reader initially being gn. i feel iffy doing this to my fellow gn readers as well, as i don't wish to exclude them and i don't think im that good of a writer to pull off a gn smut.

i could just do two versions tbh because its a little different between if the reader is afab and if they're amab.

if afab, theyre actually kinda in for some bad time because there's so many males around, possibly around 30 to even 50, and there's a lot of dp to go around because they're sharing them.

if amab, there's not many females around at all, maybe around 4 young adult ones (with the rest being old ladies), though that's not to say the males wouldn't touch them because they def would though lol but i kinda imagined that being amab they wouldn't be in too high of demand and would be given breaks. plus, they don't have to worry about getting pregnant.

i'll take feedback regarding this matter though, so lmk your thoughts on how i should proceed!

anyhoo, gonna try and work on couple overdue commissions i got, but in the meanwhile, feel free to send in whatever (that is currently open lol) love ya bunches!

[narzissenkreuz-ordo]

@elegyofthemoon sent a few numbers from that oc ask meme to answer abt nikolai but since my art side-blog has my old url tumblr sent it there instead fjdklsfjds

1. does your oc have any motifs?

ok so i have some thoughts on this because. my first drafts for nikolai were back in july 2022 (i got into the lore then but didnt start playing for another year) and one of the first videos i remember watching was the teyvat chapter trailer where all the nations are outlined and after seeing lyney & lynette for fontaine i knew i needed to make a circus ringmaster oc (which started my circuscore phase that never ended. i actually made acrylic charms outta nikolai in lil circus outfits) at the time tho we knew NOTHING about fontaine so he was really undeveloped besides from 'son of a fontainian noble family who was sold to a traveling circus because of his physical mutations' so now the main fontaine story is over and done ive had a lot more material to work with and changed his character direction around so some of his existing motifs are: -circus based design/aesthetics -has a very strong moral code & sense of justice in his personal relationships, regardless of any faction loyalties -hates fontaine's corrupt justice system that failed him (though that hatred manifests more towards neuvillette rather than furina, now)

2. describe your character's voice. do they have a voice claim?

i dont do voice claims at all. because i find it rlly hard to imagine how my ocs would talk outside of my mind fjdkslfjd for nikolai its even harder since theres like two different versions of him existing in my head, because he was a lot more unhinged and leaned into the unnerving circus freak identity pre-fontaine but post-archon quest i've been able to develop his backstory & interactions with others further and hes much more mellow & somber. and they both sound Very Different. unhinged cannibal niko still exists in my heart even if its not canon anymore

6. what is the thing your oc likes the least about themselves?

initially, it was 100% his appearance and disability since it led to him caged like an animal to be put on display. but after being let out of the cage & later being taken in by arlecchino, he dislikes how cowardly he feels. unable to even set foot in fontaine and show his face again to face silvaus again. he was originally really angry that silvanus didnt somehow step in and save him but when the other house of hearth members start giving him updates about silvanus' health condition after they nearly worked themself to death while building a case against their parents in court. to make sure nikolai got his justice even though silvanus had no idea if he was dead or alive. he could be angry anymore but uses the 'i dont need to complicate her life after everything she went through for my sake. she deserves closure' excuse to never talk/see her again

7. what is the thing your oc likes the most about themselves?

he knows that hes a good personal with good values, even though he knows the fatui in general have unsavory practices but its a means to an end to make the world a better place. he knows that his values of individual people>group led him to be very good at forming connections will all kinds of people regardless if theyre for or against the fatui. his personal ideals bring value to the fatui so that they can change the world for the better

[huntingingoodwill]

Hiiii

Perfect time for me to unload those dreams on you cuz I’ve gotten my period yet again 😀 (relating to my Daniel dream)

Your opinion on rafe is maybe half true? I think he’s supposed to hate his dad although I’ve no clue, I still have not watched the show. I only like him cuz he’s hot 🙈

The dream with him was so like out of body but not cuz it rlly felt like I was there?? Idek how to explain it was wild. I think it had to have been a rlly old college campus and we were just chilling on the couch of this beautiful house. It was prob a frat house or something but I think I was watching too much scream queens so the house is just huge and beautiful with so much warmth and wood everywhere. Drooling for the interior design here before I even get to the man 😭

I am truly just so touch starved and wanting to be in a relationship cuz legitimately it was the most cozy and domestic vibe ever we are just lazing on this couch him laying back on me I’m playing with his super soft hair😩 also somehow my younger sister is there? Jump scare😳 we’re just arguing about this amazing flowering tree in the neighbors backyard (it must have been the prettiest tree ive seen in my life) and I’m going to google it cuz I must prove my point duh and I do this in real life where I sometimes need a moment to think about how to phrase a question or search to actually get the answer i need and of course he knows that so being the bestest boyfriend there is he just grabs the phone from me and searches up my first attempt at phrasing. I took it in the best casual dominance way ever paired with silence encouragement that my phrasing was right on the first try and I don’t need to overthink so much 😍😍 and then he just grabs my hand and interlocks (SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP MY ROMCOM DREAMS COMING TRUE) and everything just settles I completely forget about what I searched and don’t even care about the answer anymore just enjoying the feeling of holding hands and staring at this tree and the breeze coming through the window 💖💖💖

And then of course since it’s on a college campus I’m somehow whisked away to help at some random event and then I wake up 🥲

This was terribly long for me to truly relive this amazing dream that I hope I’ll never forget

Pls share any cool dreams you’ve had and I’ve rlly gotta find someone to request writing a fic for this 🤔

-😊💕

hiiii

lmao at this point i feel like you send me asks based on your cycle which im not really mad about bc that’s hilarious

girl i know all about liking men just because they’re hot don’t worry

shut up i LOVE SCREAM QUEENS nobody talks about that show enough. im very much a chanel oberlin.

dan kinda has frat bro vibes. is that controversial.

wait this is such a pleasant dream 😭😭 that’s so nice all my dreams are fucking weird. like ive had multiple dreams where i shot my friend and everytime it happens i report it to them irl and we laugh about me murdering them in my sleep that’s how u know ur friend is a ride or die

ALSO IM SORRY ik u sent me another ask and i was in the middle of replying it and it disappeared 😭 like it’s not in my inbox or drafts or anything 😭😭😭 sorry about that

[yanbub]

small spoon or big spoon?

various x gn!reader

hcs, sfw, fluff (?), no cws, 1k words

no idea if i show up in tags properly so reblogs r appreciated

note: "oh my god is that yan actually writing for kazuha and scaramouche ?!" yes it is but ONLY for this goddamn post. the wifi went out for 10 minutes at 1am so i decided to start this mfing draft. unedited as usual aye, if anyone did this yet pls tell me since i didnt rlly see anyone doing this haha maybe im not looking at tags right

small spoons !

xiao, scaramouche, and venti

venti is cheeky, mischievous even. you never know where he gets the endless amount of energy he has on a daily basis - a smile here, a smile there, he smiles all the time. which made you wonder: has or does the ever so popular bard of mondstadt have times where he breaks? well, you didn’t know if you actually have an answer to that so we might as well never know. even though you never expected to find out the reason for that soon. everyone gets tired in the end - including venti. give him a comforting hug during those times and the pace of the wind will surely be better.

xiao has been through a lot, he never really considered giving himself even the smallest bit of happiness. he thought he didn’t deserve it, stating that it serves as his self punishment for letting his old friends die all those years ago. but when he felt you hug him, xiao was comforted. he slowly became desperate for the familiar feeling of warmth that he felt from you. the second you pulled away from the sudden hug you gave him, he was hesitant. he wanted to feel it again but is he allowed too? does it make you uncomfortable if he leans in for another hug? his thoughts were a mess. and you noticed it, you noticed his hesitancy and gave him another hug - a longer one at that. he didn’t know why but xiao felt safe after years of despair.

scaramouche seemed like a big spoon at first but in truth he's the one who loves to be cuddled. not many individuals favor scaramouche, most dislike him due to his attitude - but for some reason, you didn't. you never cared about others opinions. despite working in the fatui, scaramouche had always thought that you were too… bright for the fatui. under the ruling of the beloved tsaritsa, the fatui is dark and cold. yet you're bright and warm, the differences are too big to ignore. but it doesn't matter - even though scaramouche is disliked by his co-workers in the fatui, he knows that you're someone who'll believe that there's honestly more to him.

big spoons !

zhongli, kaeya, and dainsleif

zhongli likes to hug you especially when you're tired (and it comes with a free back massage so who’s gonna back down on that?). he tries his best to make you happy - to enjoy yourself with him. he adapted to many eras of humanity so there’s still some parts he’s kinda rusty in. who knows how long has it been ever since he had a lover, did he even had a lover back then though? it doesn’t really matter. zhongli likes being the big spoon in your relationship and that’s that.

for some random reason, kaeya really likes to drown you in hugs. no matter where the fuck yall are, you get all sorts of hugs. sidehugs if you’re walking in public, back hugs if you’re in your own quarters and many more. you never really thought of why kaeya likes hugs so much. maybe it’s because it feels nice? (or maybe it’s because he has never gotten a proper hug before) - you didn’t really know. not that you minded though, kaeya’s past is something that he isn’t that fond of talking about.

dainsleif isn’t that used to hugs (or cuddling in any sense) so he was rather stiff about it at first. but once dainsleif got used to it, he prefers to be the one who’s hugging you from behind with his arms wrapped around your waist. he feels consoled by it, who knows what runs on his mind at all times every day? everything and everyone has their boundaries that they cannot seem to reach - some try to reach past it with some being successful while some would fail. it’s just how life is, an endless cycle. but in that cycle, dainsleif doesn’t mind for your precious moment to repeat.

in-between !

diluc, childe, albedo and kazuha

similar to dainsleif, diluc was also a bit stiff at first. but whenever diluc is exhausted, he tends to be the small spoon for you but there’s times when he’s also the big spoon. it’s either to be held or to hold for him, and you couldn’t really guess if he wants to be the one who’s cuddled up. that’s okay though - as long as diluc is comfortable, you don’t necessarily mind.

childe is too in-between because he cuddles his siblings if they ask him and he likes to get cuddled by you. it reminds him of the nostalgic feeling of warmth of being held by someone. he wants to feel the exact same warmth once again to the point he’s drunk from it but that doesn’t mean he’s completely a small spoon - he likes being the big spoon at times too. it’s a mix, really. once you see that small pout on his lips, it’s best to assume he wants to be the small spoon. but when he greets you arms wide open, prepare to be the small spoon instead.

albedo is sometimes complicated to understand. you never know if he wants to be cuddled or what - but in the end you cuddle him anyways. he deserves it, after spending hours of working on lab results, experiments and other studies? who wouldn’t get exhausted by all of it. however, albedo isn’t always the small spoon. even though he’s so tired from all the work he’s done, there are times he prefers to hold you instead of being held.

kazuha is usually the big spoon whenever the two of you are together. but if he just recently returned after months of sailing? small spoon all the way! he wants to regain his energy by being with you so cuddling is his best option. because he’ll be able to rest and spend time with you - nothing too complex to understand, no? whenever kazuha is the big spoon though, he won’t let go of you easily if you try to get up. you’re practically stuck but that’s okay.

[tinukis]

baroaso for the ship asks 🥺

unfortunately i just lost my answer but i will answer again anyways bc i love them

ty for baroaso ily anon /p

when I started shipping it if I did: august, but the brainrot really hit in september

my thoughts: immaculate, showstopping.. perfect... my favs..

What makes me happy about them: i'm so sad i lost the answer it didn't even save to my drafts but anyway... it's their canon interactions with the mutual respect... like "...I suppose you fought for justice and the truth. For that at least, I can't withhold respect." ".........Your words mean more to me than you could know. I will hold them dear." THE ship quote !!!! i love them so bad... AND ALSO KAZUMA SAYING THIS??? "It's Lord van Zieks here who worked tirelessly and justly in court, whilst enduring the disgrace of the Reaper name!" sir... my god.. their post trial interactions are *chef kiss* LIKE?? KAZUMA RLLY ENCOURAGED BAROK TO CONTINUE WITH PROSECUTION... he could have chosen another prosecutor and let barok retire but no.. he just "no, you're staying and teaching me whether you like it or not"

What makes me sad about them: we don't get to see more interactions or even their growth together... i feel their arcs aren't done yet, but rather it's just the beginning of it. i especially wished we got more of kazuma when he was masked apprentice :( like what did the two do over the three months in each other's company?

things done in fanfic that annoys me: in short: i have no idea but if there's no slow burn (time skip fics is an exception) then i don't want it (probably... depends on my desperation)

things I look for in fanfic: slow burn, angst, hurt/comfort ... lol.. also some banter between the two would be nice to read once in awhile :') also their (subtle) care for each other while being very stubborn about it...

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: kazuma w/ ryunosuke... barok w/ ryunosuke (if kazuma doesn't have him and no poly..), or sholmes. with albert is more just lowkey, i will admit they're cute

My happily ever after for them: this is dumb and gay but... growing old together..........

who is the big spoon/little spoon: both is good (<- indecisive)

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: uhhh?? not talking about feelings/emotions. in all seriousness, sparring probably... spending their days off together with (found) family or alone. pre-slash is letting themselves go at some point, becoming tipsy from all the wine... which also opens up doors to many opportunities.... this is gay as hell but ofc in private times, cuddling together is so nice. kazuma probably wouldnt admit this but, hearing barok's heartbeating as he lays on his chest is such a comforting thing. especially from nightmares about him getting hurt or dying (i believe in asbr nightmares supremacy i don't know what it is about it but i just... love it so much)

anyway my brain small and i probably have some more packed that isn't in my notes app but i'm not risking losing this again... but ty anon for asking abt baroaso i love them so much

[dykecolumbo]

finally sending you this :) also how was your day today <33

baby - what makes you feel better when you’re down?

sugarpie - what’s your favourite sweet treat?

darling -  what romantic gesture makes you feel the most loved?

button - do you have a type? what is it like?

sunshine - what’s the nicest compliment you’ve ever gotten?

baby girl - how do you like to be held?

lover - how do you show someone you like them?

buttercup - what does/would your online dating bio say?

boo - what’s your dream date?

wild thing - what’s something about you that surprises people?

bubba - tell me a funny story from your childhood. 

honey - what’s your favourite hot drink? (I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD IF YOU SAY PINEAPPLE FANTA BUT MICROWAVED-)

my love - what would your dream home be like?

(i started answering this when i first got it like. 3 or more months ago. i just finished it now it's been in my drafts forever im SORRY I LIVE IN SHAME)

my day was goood i played an absurd amount of solitaire and thought about ripping my business law teacher apart with my teeth

baby- i go for a lot of walks and bike rides. sometimes i'll bike out to one of the many playgrounds near my house and chill on the swingset

sugarpie- im a total gummy bear pilled gummy bearcel. i love gummy bears so fucking much

darling- oh god idk. im classy at heart. id love to be wined and dined. never have been thought so i can't say it makes me feel the most loved. i rlly don't know

button- mmmm not really? not at all actually. if i like you i like you and if i don't i dont

sunshine- is it bad nothings coming to mind??? not in like a "everyone is so mean 2 me" way just like... idk. im very average. ig i like it when people tell me i'm funny

babygirl- dude i do not know. im awful at like... cuddling bc i just cannot sit still for the LIFE of me. ig just hug me idfk

lover- uhhh kiss them on the lips repeatedly "but in a friend way" which is tbh how it normally starts but whatevs

buttercup- uhhhhh god i don't know. "in need of a lobotomy but my head's still ok" or some dumb bullshit like that

boo- wined. dined. sixty nined is preferred but not a must

wild thing- when i was at work because my hair is technically past my jawline i had to have it tied up all the time when i was working with food, but the one, SINGULAR time i was doing something other than food i got to have it down and i got to show of my huge ass curly ass hair. ik this is boring but so am i! one of my many charms

bubba- my gramps used to live in this apartment building down in florida, and my mom and i went to visit him one year, right? so my grandpa had just moved into this building and little 5 year old me really wanted to be shown around. i don't know why because it's not like we could go into any apartments other than his, so we just walked down 5 identical hallways on 5 identical floors. but i really wanted a tour, so he showed me around while my mom stayed behind in his place. now my grandpa lived at the FIRST DOOR on the SECOND FLOOR. so my gramps and i get to the FIRST DOOR on the FIRST FLOOR, and because all the floors looked identical, my goldfish memory was like "my mom is in there!" and i put my face up against the window and yell cus i wanted to surprise her. i did not surprise my mom. who i DID surprise was a woman in just her bra and underwear watching blue bloods, who jumped out of her seat and screamed at the 5 year old staring through her window, which scared ME and i cried the rest of the evening. fin

honey- NO ONE MICROWAVES FANTA?????? i like peach oolong tea

my love- im flexible. log cabin in oklahoma works just as fine as a studio works just as fine as townhouse as long as that bitch isn't minimalist, and near civilization i will be CONTENT. im not an off the grid type of gal i need to be near people and places

[actualsunflower]

ur art is rlly inspiring for me... I struggle a lot with line art, would u be ok giving advice? I rlly love ur art

I'm really sorry I left this in my inbox for long, I've just been trying to figure out how to answer fjdfskf but first that makes me very happy that you find my art so inspiring 🥺 really, I've worked so hard on my art for so long, and I struggle so bad to see it as good and worthy of even sharing. Looking back at old art I can see the progress, but it's still hard to look at it and call it good myself. I have a bad habit of comparing myself to other artists out there and I never compare in my eyes :/ it's really hard unlearning that but I've been making a lot of progress, and actually spending almost a year not sharing any of my art really helped with that. (I'm not saying do the same thing it's just my experience!!) Now it doesn't bother me quite as much.

See I left this ask in my drafts for so long. I was going to make a little tutorial on how I do things, see if that helped but I just kinda... Never did it, executive dysfunction and work and all. So I'll just give some tips instead

1- My first advice is to give up the tiny lines, the one teeny line at a time thing, and go for full lines. It doesn't have to be like the entire face shape at once, but do bigger chunks because the more lines the more shaggy and jagged it looks. You won't get a smooth cohesive line like that if you're going for a clean and smooth look. It's hard to get over habits like that but once you do your art And your wrists/arms/shoulders will thank you. (This only applies if you want a clean look, if that's your thing and what you're going for disregard that. But this is about my art specifically.)

2- always stretch your wrists, it really does help. Give your hand a good pull back (not to where it hurts) and make a fist and roll your wrist, it helps A LOT and feels good lol stretching your whole body is good as well, if you've got bad posture like me you'll start hurting halfway through. A lot of times though you won't even notice you're in pain until you try to sit up.... Ouch

3- USE REFERENCES!!!! It is not cheating, it's not cutting corners it is essential to learning!!! And not just learning but it's essential for just enjoying art, it takes away so much frustration of "why doesn't this look right?!" And something else nice, is if you're really struggling with something, just take a picture of yourself and trace it. I do it all the time and it has saved me many a frustrating breakdown. Just make sure you own or have permission to use the photos you're tracing over. Just don't use it as a crutch, as in for every single thing because it can at some point hinder growth. My advice is just sketch over the general shape, and then do the rest yourself. Just having that shape/position will help way more than you know. And don't be afraid to just cobble together references, paste and reshape and move whatever you want or need.

4- Play with and make brushes. I have a special brush that is used Only for Jay's vitiligo and it saves me a lot of time, pain, and just looks really cool and helps me keep it consistent. And you'll be surprised at how you feel by just changing the brush you do line art with. Softer/harder brushes can change everything

5- literally who cares about shading. If it looks cool, put it in. If you don't think it looks cool, erase it. You are the god of lighting and shading in your own art, it doesn't matter where the light is coming from. Just say there's multiple light sources even, it really don't matter

6- learn to use multiply and add layers, they are super helpful and fun. Multiply layers are great for shading AND blush, I use one clipped over Jay's face for blush, just clip, watercolor over cheeks/nose/ear tips, slight transparency and bam perfect blush (for color, I pick base skin tone, slide bar to red, deepen a bit, perfect) (I use the color box/w the side bar) add layers are great for glowing things and bright lighting. (A tip for glowing things, use the desired color, blur a bit, then use a dot of white in the middle, blur that. Extra glow!)

7- warming up is a great idea. I just scribble a bunch, do little doodles of my pets, go from faintest to hardest in pressure and back again in on line, then I usually do something a bit more substantial, which is typically drawing Jay or Nick lol that's why I always have so many Jay and Nick drawings. It helps though

8- this one I feel is very important. Don't ever feel like you're copying someone else. People add and remove things from their style subconsciously, I have seen more than once where I post in my style and later see someone else who did something that incorporated that specific thing I did. It just happens. You do it without thinking, and you can do it while thinking it too. Don't trace people's art, but if you love the way someone draws eyes, just draw them like that too. Nobody owns an art style, no one can stop you and you will not get in trouble from doing that. Eventually anyway it will evolve into your own unique way, and people will do the same when they see your art. It's and endless cycle in the art community and it is one of the treasures of sharing our art. Whether we think it or not we are all influencing each other and it's a beautiful thing.

That's all I can think of rn so, I hope this is helpful and I apologize for taking forever lol

[sparklingpax]

TFP Group Chat Stories - Autobots (#2)

The more popular request was for me to do another one of these, this time with the Autobots; here goes! I’ll be doing that rlly cool Decepticon idea sometime soon as well tho dw ;) Thanks y’all! ^^’’

So I’d like to note that after much talk, Optimus has at last dropped his habit of making an email out of every text, but still refuses to text casually 😹😹

Also also! The humans have their own groupchat (the kids) which I may or may not do a chat thing for as well ^w^’’ But this gc is for “all Autobots,” so the humans are a part of this one as well~ 

Except for Agent Fowler because he adamantly refused and was not swayed on that verdict. 

Ah, so with that aside, hopefully I can at least make you smile :’D 

Enjoy! <3

🔥✨🚑 *Tragic Hero Noises* 🚚✨🔥

Matrix-Bearer: Good afternoon, Autobots. I have been given lengthy instruction as to how this “group-chat” is supposed to function. You may thank the human children for our....suitable chat name. I have started this “group-chat” so we may better communicate as a team, coordinate plans, and altogether bond more deeply. I pray this marks the beginning of a new era in the midst of this bleak war, and that this shall bring a greater hope and chance for success against the Decepticons. Thank you, and please follow the rules posted on the fridge. Optimus out. 

DestinysBoi: 

_Wrench_Wrath_: SMOKESCREEN FOR THE LOVE OF PRIMUS

_Wrench_Wrath_: Thank you, Optimus, but a speech was not necessary. Just text normally, like we talked about ok? 

MikoMikoNii: 

DestinysBoi: @ MikoMikoNii you get me ;)

MikoMikoNii: BRO OFC ;)) 

DestinysBoi: *finger guns*

Its_Jack_: it’s bee two minutes and this chat is already cursed 

Its_Jack: @ Whizkid @ Cee_HowULikeMe_Now help me out please 

Bumbleowo: Hes studying for a test! Sorry if we mute you for now ^~^’’ 

_Wrench_Wrath_ : What material is he going over, Bumblebee? 

DestinysBoi: oop ok then 

MikoMikoNii: Later Bee!! Tell Raf I said good luck!! 

Bumbleowo: Will do! :)

Its_Jack: oh shoot my mom wants me for chores bye!

MikoMikoNii: later chump~

Its_Jack: and you wonder Why I never like being part of your groupchats 

MikoMikoNii: U_U

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: wHO PINGED ME IM BUSY 

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: OH NO JACK MY CAPS LOCK IS STUCK I’M NOT MAD SORRY

_Wrench_Wrath_ : Can someone answer my question??

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: I’M SORRY I PROMISE I’M NOT MAD

BladesandGrenades: lol

MikoMikoNii: OOF 

DestinysBoi: Rip 😔👊🔥

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

DestinysBoi: only old people get their caps lock stuck 😂😂

MikoMikoNii: oo bulkhead should see this 🤣 @ Gentle-Giant get your metal hide over here!!! 

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: OK NOW IM A LITTLE MAD 🤬🔥

DestinysBoi: 😳😳😳

BladesandGrenades: our definitions of “a little” seem to be at odds 

_Wrench_Wrath_: WHY ISNT ANYONE ANSWERING ME??!!1!

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: Oh hey awesome I got my regular keyboard back! I’m still mad though 🙃

MikoMikoNii: think happy things arcee!! 😳

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: No 🙃💙

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: You have five minutes smokescreen 🙃🙃

DestinysBoi: wait why me??!

BladesandGrenades: Oh that reminds me; @ _Wrench_Wrath_ just an fyi, bulky broke his tablet again so hes gonna need a lil help

Shoulderpads: Wheeljack, all of you, it is not professional to use improper grammar and punctuation in any form of communication. Take that to your private chats please. 

BladesandGrenades: lol 

BladesandGrenades: how bout 

BladesandGrenades: shove it up your tailpipe ;)

_Wrench_Wrath_: HE DID WHAT

_Wrench_Wrath_: PRIMUS GIVE ME PATIENCE I BEG OF YOU

Matrix-Bearer: Ratchet, I understand you are upset. Could you perhaps calm down? You are scaring certain residents of this base. 

_Wrench_Wrath_: YOU KNOW WHAT. IM TOO OLD FOR THIS SCRAP.

<  _Wrench_Wrath_ has left the chat >

BladesandGrenades: Well then

MikoMikoNii: OOF WOAH

DestinysBoi: u think hes coming back??

MikoMikoNii: Nah 

BladesandGrenades: nope lol 

BladesandGrenades: and ig @ Shoulderpads decided to actually shove it up his tailpipe ;) mission accomplished

DestinysBoi: ...ahah o///o’‘

DestinysBoi: Wouldnt be too sure of that one Jackie..

BladesandGrenades: wh

MikoMikoNii: 🙊😳

BladesandGrenades: Whats going on what happening 

Matrix-Bearer: Good afternoon, all. This announcement pertains only to one of you. Wheeljack, please take a moment to head to Ultra Magnus’s quarters. He is requesting your assistance in the matter of....something involving his ship and something in its tailpipes. He informed me that the matter is urgent and requires immediate assistance. Thank you kindly. Signed, Optimus. 

MikoMikoNii: guess

MikoMikoNii: guess you’ll be the one shoving it 

BladesandGrenades: frag this mf 

BladesandGrenades: k boss I’ll be there in a sec 

DestinysBoi: lmao nice one Miko 😂😎🔥

Bumbleowo: Hey everyone! What’d we miss? 

Whizkid: Hello, Optimus! Thank you for the kind greeting! I hope this chat can be utilized for good as well! :) Thanks for letting me join!!

Matrix-Bearer: Hell, Rafael!  

Matrix-Bearer: I...I meant ‘hello.’ 

MikoMikoNii: HOLY SCRAP

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: oh wow Optimus woah--

MikoMikoNii: I SJSDHD IM CRIGN 

DestinysBoi: Guys dont be so mean :( hes just expressing the reality of what this chat actually is :))

WhizKid: I--

Bumbleowo: lololol oh wow 😅😂

MikoMikoNii: 

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: ok smokescreen I,,I actually have to agree with you on this one--

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: Youre off the hook 

DestinysBoi: thank you, my queen 😭😭

Cee_HowULikeMe_Now: 🙂

Matrix-Bearer: Apologies for the sheer informalities in this message, however I must express my deepest regrets for even starting this chat. 

Matrix-Bearer: I’m beginning to think this was a mistake.

MikoMikoNii: YOU GOT THAT RIGHT 😎👊🔥

DestinysBoi: 

Matrix-Bearer: I...have never before felt such fear for my life...

Shoulderpads: What in the good name of Primus is wrong with you people?? What is that? Why is it so....unnerving? 

MikoMikoNii: 👌

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And so that’s that! Sorry it took so long!! I was busy and it got stuck in my drafts for much longer than intended! But I hope there arent too many mistakes or anything, and I hope you could at least find it interesting, if not funny ^^’’ 

I enjoyed making this one too~

Lmk if you want me to do some more! Drop ideas! I’ll most likely be doing a Decepticon one next if I do another~ 

:) 

[tyunni]

ohh that’s good that your dad is understanding about that and that you get freedom in that aspect of your life. i think that’s important. i basically grew up in church lol i wasn’t necessarily forced? ig into the religion. it was more like i just grew up that way,,, if that makes sense lol. and pLS YOU DEF HAVE YOUR GRANDPA’S TALENT! and speaking of! imma just say it now,, your cb post may!!!! it was so good omg thank you for providing us with that quality 👏🏻 content 👏🏻 i really enjoyed it 😌 and i mean it when i say i can’t wait for the maknae ver. so you better come out with it soon 🔫

yeah i wish ppl were more understanding? open-minded? idrk if those are the right words but yeah i hope your country’s situation gets better :( also the predebut jakey pic 🥺🥺🥺 omg tho i’ve seen that one before, this time hit different for some reason 🥺 he’s just so cute pls 😭 and his lil cheekies 🥺 omg 😭 i’ll listen to you rant all the time if it means jakey pics 🤩 no i’m kidding but srsly tho that’s what i’m here for (not the jake pics,, unless? 👀 i’m talking about the ranting lol) thanks for sharing tho. it really sucks what your country is having to go through, and i suck at politics and things like that so i can’t really say much or suggest anything lol but yeah :( it’s nice to hear about and it’s insightful. i wish the best for you guys :(

ANSWERING THIS A BIT LATEHDWJSHEH

yeah i'm glad he didn't really drag me to church and stuff, i mean it was only natural cuz my mom isn't that big on religion either so if he could put up with her not wanting to go do religious activities he would be able to be just fine with me and my siblings AND YEAH I DO UNDERSTAND THAT there are definitely a lot of families that i know who take their children to church since they're little, and then the children grow to love the religion themselves and do it voluntarily. but also there a lot of parents who basically drag their children there almost every day and the poor kids just get squeezed into the big crowd of so many people and it's really sad to see because they obviously don't wanna be there, they can't even comprehend what's happening in the first place while their parents pay absolutely no mind to them because they're so caught up in their own stuff. the amount of times i've seen little kids, and i mean LITTLE like 5-6 years old, run around outside of church with zero parent supervision. so it kinda makes me mad (at the parents) when i look at them cuz they're obviously not old enough to know what's happening and get to know their religion in ways such as y'know going to church and listening to the adults talk about the importance of it, they simply want to have fun with their peers, not get crushed in a crowd.

AND TYSMDNSNDNDN I REALLY APPRECIATE IT THABK U FOR LIKING IT i was a bit nervous while posting tbh 😭😭😭 was and still am not very confident in it, but yk it had to be done cuz my followers were starving from 0 content from me for like two months 😞 AND YEAHSHHSHE THE MAKNAE VERSION IS DEFINITELY LONGER THAN THE HYUNG LINE VERSION,,,, jungwons one specifically (which i already have in my drafts, separately cuz it's literally too long) that i finished a few months ago. i need to write for sunoo and then maknae line will be out in no time!!! maybe- IF I GET THE MOTIVATION TO WRITE 🗣️📢

and tyty for listening fr i rlly hope it gets better too, but with the way things are going i can sense that it won't happen anytime soon :/ i just pray that i get out of here asap once i graduate and get a decent job cuz its getting too overwhelming to be surrounded by a bunch of idiots, not much coming from a high schooler ik but the adults here are literally d u m b. AND YEAHSHSHHW HERE U GO HERE R SOME JAKEY PICS. WHEN I TELL U THIS PERFORMANCE BROKE ME ENTIRELY. I'M GETTING BIAS WRECKED FROM LEFT TO RIGHT.

[iicytodoroki]

pregame; atsumu miya (nsfw)

‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ summary: ❝ ya ready to go to suna’s for pregame, right? ❞

‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ warnings: explicit scenes (use protection!), explicit language, mentions of drinking, f! reader, some degradation, some possession, use of pill vibrator, fingering

‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ wc: 2990

‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ a/n: sorry it look me ages to get this done, i rlly wasnt inspired to write smut during that time, so everything i wrote just didnt flow right; so hope you enjoy tho!

You could only just cross your legs as you leaned against the wall, looking across the room. Leering eyes sharpen when Atsumu catches your gaze. A smug look as he looks down and back directly at your (e/c), darkening with a knowing thought. Holding his gaze, challenging him to just try you. But this is your boyfriend we are talking about. He loves a good challenge. Slowly he reaches into his pocket, eyes darkening. You can imagine hearing the slow click, click of the dial turn. The aching buzz against your soft, velvety wall now growing with each click of the remote. Your thighs clutching tighter to help the unsatisfied ache and to prevent the drench seeping through your bottoms. 

The vibrating pill was too much for your sensitive walls. Atsumu had to push it in deep to make sure it’s between your rings of muscle so each time you clench harder, the sleek pick just keeps going in deeper, sending intense pulses all around.

It was less than an hour when Atsumu coaxed you with his fingers on the drive here. The pisshead loved rubbing his thumb on the inner, sensitive flesh of your thigh as he drove. But since you were so busy texting the group chat about everyone’s wins, he just has to slip his thick, calloused fingers past your panties. 

First, rubbing your sweet button with his thumb, obviously tearing your attention away from your phone. Frowning at what he’s trying to get at, your face could only flush. Next, shoving two fingers in after he feels the slick collecting on his palm. Atsumu’s warm hands contrasting to his cold, metal rings added to your lewd gasps and uneven breathing. Sensing how much you want more of his nationally acclaimed fingers, he drastically sped up his pace. He was shoving two fingers in you then three while being attentive to your nub. 

Your body temperature and heart rate was so rapid now. The shoving force of his hand trying to make sure all his knuckles are in and pushing against your velvety walls was too much for a short amount of time. Atsumu was smugly driving with one hand of the wheel, smiling to himself knowing he made you a quivering mess within minutes. Every glance he took to the side, his pants just got tighter and tighter. You looked so good trying to ground yourself by grasping the grab handle above you for dear life. Your whimpers and moans for more ignited his need to to take you. Now. 

But sadly, the car came to a halt. You two arrived at Suna’s flat.

Walking in all cheeky knowing you never got your release, he just gave you his shit-eating grin as you both walked in towards your old high school friends. Atsumu gave you a peck on the cheek as he sauntered off to go play around Aran, Suna, and Osamu in the living room. You gave an extra heated glare at the back of Atsumu’s head, conveying how mad you were for interrupting you. But as you got up to go to the kitchen, you failed to notice his fingers in his pocket turning on the remote. 

In the midst of bending down to get water from the fridge, tingles from the base to the top of your spine shot up shivers. Then that’s when you froze wide-eyed of the familiar buzzing inside your still sensitive wet, warmth. You remember Atsumu was cleaning up slick juices since you were mad at him causing such a mess, plus he insisted. Still in a daze, your cunny still remembers his presence and was dripping enough that your scheming boyfriend slipped his favorite traveler’s toy in you. 

That fucking idiot

You could only curse him out in your head and send glares his way. Only for him to give an oh-so-loving smile from a boyfriend, turning back to laugh with his friends. Which now led you to stand around, idly chatting with other members, all hiding the fact you keep crossing your thighs in order to relieve the subtle need to clench around the very prolonged vibrations. 

Maintaining your intense, anger-filled gaze at Atsumu, his own golden hues just darkened in response. To him, his appetite has now become insatiable. How could you be so tempting? Just by staring at him. Those lust-filled eyes and scarlet overcasting your radiant skin. 

Oh, you’re so ready

Atsumu got up from his seat, his friends not noticing his sudden parting. He occasionally gave nods of acknowledgement, but most of the time he just stared at you, yearning for your adorable reactions. Now he has you in the palm of his hand. Primed for his much needed savory appetite.

“‘Tsumu, what the actual fuck --,” you hissed. But he quickly took your arm into the master bathroom. 

The slam of the door and click of the lock reverberated against the pristine walls. Only the view of his broad, toned back was visible. For a second you thought you made him mad, but then the soft humming and fluttering of your wet walls, which are also starting to leak out onto your thinly laced panties, grounded your mind again. Before you know it, Atsumu firmly grasps your hips with both his hands, digging in to make sure to keep you in place. Oh they are for sure going to bruise in the morning, yet your lower abdomen just got tingly at the prospects. 

“Ya know,” his hot breath dancing across the die of your neck, “I’ve been waiting til we got home after the party…”

Atsumu hands’ ghostly touch roamed up until his thumbs reached your underboobs. With each word he gave you hot neck butterfly kisses, while his thumbs roughly circulated your sensitive buds through the fabric.

“But you looked so desperate for my cock,” with a sudden bite and suckle at the junction of your neck, tongue smoothing with his slick over the blooming mark. Shivers down your spine from the cold and meek whimpers made by you

He continues, “like the needy slut you are.”

While your mind was focused on his attentive lips, you failed to notice the tossed skirt in the clawfoot tub. Next thing you know, Atsumu carelessly ripped off your blouse, his mouth was watering just the sight of you, pussy gleaming as the pill continued, and chest heaving from the soft, but sensitive touches. His cock ached so much being constricted. He glanced back to your face where he can read in your darkened eyes, you needed him now.

“‘Tsumu, please hur--,” not needing to finish your sentence Atsumu attached himself to one of your breasts, while the other was mercilessly pinched and rubbed to relieve the pain, over-and-over. Saliva from the rapid lapping of his tongue absorbed the cold draft, perking them. Perfect for the graze and pull of his teeth, eliciting a series of high-pitched mewls. All directed to his throbbing cock. 

Urgency finally took over your still foggy mind, nimble hands were able to tug at Atsumu’s dress shirt, reveling at his godly-sculpted body. His being just surrounds you, eyes focusing on the glistening sweat that’s perspiring all over his torso. Smirking at your glossy eyes that seem to scale all over his body he comments, “Like what you see?”

Before he could get an answer, your (e/c) caught the bulging tent of his pants. Just seeing how large the bulge is got you panting more whilst rubbing your thighs. 

Just imagine him and the pill inside...at once

While your eyes were trained on his cock, Atsumu unzipped and discarded his bottoms to the side. Standing in all his glory was his raging, red head of his cock, glistening in dripping pre-cum. A thickness you’ve never gotten used to, always need to be prepped for what feels like hours, with a protruding vein just underneath. Just remembering the rough drags that vein has against your spongy walls could make you cum right now. 

“Now, now, as much as I love you admiring my cock, I’d love it even more inside this tight pussy of yours.”

As he said this Atsumu turned you around to face the large bathroom mirror, while he atrociously shoved his thumb, index, and middle fingers up your cunt. Rapidly raking inside in the search for the pill.

“Ah! nghh--’Tsumu..!!”

“Wait a sec babe,” he kissed your temple as he smirk knowing your knees buckled, “I need to take it out first.”

In reality, he did find it, but he wanted to keep messing with you. You were making such pretty noises and your face, god he could see the mix of frustration and pleasure written on there. He kept aggressively shoving his hand while scissoring his fingers inside, insisting he couldn’t find it yet. Atsumu’s brute force and the deep intense vibrations built you up to a warm coiling in your lower abdomen. (s/c) hands clutched onto the edge of the counter in anticipation.

After what felt like brutal hours of aggressive to slow fingering, he finally took it out. So sudden, yet so close, he didn’t—would not—let you release.

All you could hear was your heaving breath and the squelching noises of your arousal, a string still connecting to the vibrating pill. Atsumu seeing how all your juices messly attached around his hand made him salivate like a man out in the desert. Your aroma wafted around both of you, igniting this primal need to delve into you and the sinful noise of your pussy, looking for something to fill it. A need to relieve its emptiness.

“Miya Atsumu, you’re an actual douchebag,” you said in frustration.

“Oh really? Then I guess I better treat you,” he brought one hand to the front and another crawling up to your blooming bruised neck.

Enticed at his movements, you watched in the mirror as he opened your lips. Pink, fleshy muscles clenching at nothing. That is until you see Atsumu’s cock slicking himself with his precum and your nectar. He let out a deep groan upwards just at the feeling of the heat your pussy gave away. 

“F-fuck y/n, you’re so wet, mmghh,” he moaned.

Biting your lip and stifle a broken moan, Atsumu entered inside, quickly becoming overwhelmed by the tight fit of his cock. No matter how many times you guys fucked, his girth always stretched you out, his plump head had to be thrusted through each muscled ring. All the while your walls kept fluttering around him. 

Atsumu’s forehead was now in your shoulder as he bit and licked the area as he thrusted into you, your hips ringing against the marble sink. Wet skin from arousal and sweat tingly as he pulled back to shove in deeper. 

Feeling all of his ridges grazing inside you.

Your fleshy walls pulsate around his cock as he eases himself into you inch by rough inch.

 “Nghh, ‘Tsumu,” you gasped at another harsh thrust, “I need you, I—I ah…!!!”

You were desperately calling for him to be inside you and shove himself all in so you can finally feel him. Just then, he sheathed himself in you. Your jaws opened in a silent cry of a moan, eyes starting to roll back at how--big and thick-- he is against your walls. Every ridge, every vein was easily recognized. You were so stretched from his sudden intrusion, it slightly burned, but pleasure soon seeped its way in. 

“Y-ya—nghh—tight!!” he panted leaving a trail of reds and violets down your neck.

Then feeling him vigorously drill into you, you look down to see his thick cock pushing in and out of your cunt. One hand holding your hips to help him thrusting into you faster. 

Overwhelmed and wanting to make this more pleasurable, your head slumped down to let you hurriedly thrust your hips back. You could feel his thick head kiss your cervix, your walls won’t let him go; even the muscley rings he had to go through contracted, so each pull-back his head just tugged on it. Every plunge of his sinful hips probed against your sensitive spot, intensifying the flames of your pleasure.

The way you feel him all around you and inside you, his heavy cock twitching with each whimper, he growled against your neck to pinch your nipples harder. Causing you to writhe in oversensitivity. 

You let out a pornographic moan, bouncing off the walls.

 “Nghhh!!! ‘Tsumu—!!! Harder!!!” you were raptured in ecstasy. But you need more.

“Look at you, desperate for my cock like the slut you are,” he murmured.

 Two fingers push past your swollen lips from constant biting and force their way to the back of your throat. Atsumu hummed in satisfaction as you began to hollow your cheeks and suck as if it was his cock in your wet cavern. Throaty moans would come out from the intense thrusting into your cervix and down your throat.

Huffing and groaning at how close you were, Atsumu used both his hands to lift your hips a little higher, now on your toes, to slam into you harder.

 “Shit, y/n, look at yourself,” he huffed, “f-fucking milking my cock…”

 He groaned, “all of t-this,” he pumped upwards, hitting that one spongy, delicate spot, “is mine, shit! nghh—this cunt is mine only.” 

His cock was impaling you with such a force. He was mindlessly jackhammering into your soft, overworked hole. Your juices have long been trickling down your legs. Allowing his cock to easily slide inside faster and harshly.

Two digits made their way to your swollen button. With his thumb he hastily rubbed down with endless figure-eight’s. Atsumu let out a muffled moan at how your pussy clasped around him.

Your cute little hole is so tight and hot. I could just drill in deeper, wanna fuck you harder.

Atsumu loved that look on your face through the mirror. God, he was so thankful he faced you that way, cause now he can see every fucked-out look you had. Each moan, each mewls from stimulation. Your heaving chest against your bouncing breasts from his thrusted looked amazing to him. Because only he can make you like this. Into this mess only thinking about his cock.

“Look at your greedy fucking cunt, look at yourself in the mirror, taking everything I give you,” he growled in your ear as his callous fingers fervently rubbed your clit.

Looking up, set your stomach feverish lust. You could not even keep yourself up, it was your luscious boyfriend pounding you against the sink that kept you from falling. 

It was then Atsumu had this surge of carnal desire, his atrocious thrusting became even more feral. Skin slapping with skin seemed to be louder than your moans and groans. Your mind could only see him, only Atsumu’s body surrounding you, and nothing else. You were so ready to snap, so close to breaking apart, the coil below was agonizingly tight to burst. But you wanted something else too. Needed it.

Using whatever strength you had left, you reached back to tug his sandy-blonde hair to pay attention to your voice, than licking all the violet blossoms on your abused neck.

 “‘T-tsumuuu, please--nghhh…! I n-need your cum baby!!” you moaned without a care how loud. 

 You could feel him smirk against your nape. 

 “Such a dirty slut, do you love my cum inside you that much?” he teased as he slowed down.

“F-fuck!!! Yess ‘Tsumu I fucking lovee your cum…!!” you shouted frustratingly. 

 Hearing those words set aflame in Atsumu, he used both his hands to bruisingly grip you higher and sheathed you down his cock. He reached deeper inside you, his head now continuously rubbing at your cervix. Your walls became even tighter. So his thick shaft and veins were scraping along your wet, fluttering walls each stroke. 

You were a moan mess, eyes shut and mind set on one thing. Your hand was still tugging at the nape of his baby hairs and the other was clawed at his forearm which was used to press down on your swollen, pink clit. 

Shit, I’m there..!! Fuck--I..!

 “‘Tsumuuu!!” you screamed; you were ready and so was he. 

He brought his mouth to your ear, golden eyes now with a sinful glint, his hot breath casting around your ear and neck, “I need you--ngh-- to cum. Now.”

You throw your head to the side of his shoulder, toes curling, and your pussy clenching everything on his cock. Your cunt was milking him for all he got. Your gushing cum didn’t relent. Atsumu couldn’t take it anymore. Everything around him was so tight he barely could move his cock an inch, so hot he needed release.Until he gave in, too. He thrusts himself as deeply as he can, pressing hard against your cervix as you feel thick ropes of hot cum shooting inside of you. He pumped his cum into you, cock twitching as you felt hot gushes of mixed white juices flood your trembling cunt. You were limp but your pussy continued to milk Atsumu who still kept cumming in hot, white ropes inside. 

 His momentum began to slow as his cock was now softening. Both of his strong, sculpted arms support you as you tried to recover. Your head is still in a delirium of what just happened. Atsumu slowly pulled out, a shit-eating grin at his work. Dried cum of yours and his trailed down your legs. And more nectar drips out with your cunt contracting at the emptiness. Before he could shovel them back inside your overly-sensitive pussy, bangs on the bathroom door resonated in the place. 

“Fucking shit Atsumu,” the voice huffed. “We’re ALL fucking leaving without you guys!!”

 Oh my--

...Suna

 Before Suna could leave, he yelled out again, “And you guys better be outta MY bathroom and flat!!”