#i love it to piecess

[nerd-space]

Chris WIth chubby girlfriend who has pierced nipples... he doesn't even know she has them until she eventually shows him while there alone in the bedroom together, reveling she got them like a week or so ago, now having Chris on his knees sucking her nipples like a depraved man licking all around the piercing and her nips.. ngh... As she's moaning and has her hands in his hair as he's sucking and licking. he's already obsessed with her body and how big her tits are but this just only makes his love for them bigger

?3$289, yes yes yes omg omgomg IF MY NIPS WERENT SO SENSITIVE I WOULD DEF GET THEEM

we're gonna say she hid them for like 2-3 weeks bcus they take a min to heal and spit has a ton of bacteria and i have a hardcore special intrest abt piercings bcus autism.

anyways

"Hey.. i have a present for you by the way"

"Ohohh? really now? that sounds mischievous.."

"Well-"

and cue you dropping your tits out of your shirt while in his room lounging with him he JUST- :}... :O!

JAW DROPPED AND HE IS AMAZED BY THESE PRETTY LITTLE METAL PIECESS BAABEEE

"Holy shit! when the fuck did you get these!?"

" about.. 3 weeks ago.."

"So THATS why you wouldnt take your damn shirt off when we had sex gotcha."

"Yeah doofus."

"...can-... nevermind."

"Oh? Oohh? nono.. speak."

"....can i like- put them.. in my-"

"-Yes. it's why i got them please come here"

"Dear god yes maam"

and now youre pressed against his gaming desk while he's knelt down sucking and licking all over the metal so much theres drool dripping down your boob while you're squirming and grabbing at his hair harshly while his eyes flutter and he's groaaaaning into your nipples

"Mmmygod-fuuuuck if i had known.. how nice this would be.. would've encouraged you to get 'em sooner.."

"J-jeez! Chris!-"

"S'at feel good? Yeah, baby?.. so pretty f'me so good f'me too.. ughh fuck lemme keep going?"

"Please!"

"Mm mhm.."

[gabrielsoutdoorpool]

Omg I love your art it's soo pretty!! (I also adore the coloring in your traditional piecess)

Thank you so much !!! ❤️😭 It's so nice to send me an ask for this !!!

(I color with watercolor and dont know how to shade or render so i just do flat colors ._.)

[faggotwalkwithme]

I LOVE THE MISSING PIECESS

[libidomechanica]

And communions, blue; and twisted beauty

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[utsur-ikumi395]

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[88-20]

Give the stars a smile for me, will you?

[voidcat]

Oh oh! Scara with the driving headcanon! Congrats on your milestone 💛💛

thaaank u

and for,, obvious reasons this will be modern au but if we were to talk about horse riding as a means to transport, i'd say scara has huge napoleon vibes dsfdgdf

Scaramouche + Driving headcanons

Scara is a man of taste and always seeks out the best of the best. So it'd not be of surprise to see him research so much about cars and pick out the one he finds ideal for himself.

And I don't mean like, spending a ton on a useless tesla, no. he has seen all the issues it causes, just because he is willing to spend that much money on himself doesn't mean he will make a fool of himself with bad choices. Along with a model, he is one to hand pick extra piecess, accessories and the likes. Won't let anyone even get near the car and handle technical difficulties, if they rise, himself.

Ok enough talk about cars (as if i know anything) lets get to driving. As planned and thought on his car is, so is the entire experience. Scaramouche has dedicated music collections to be played, depending on the ride he will take.

He isn't one to get into alleys and the likes and uses main roads, traffic isn't a worry (he probably has someone to pay off so he can drive from the spare emergency? lines if he wants).

But when he is driving, it is hell on earth – at least that's what those fortunate enough to be allowed into his car claim. At this point no one in the Fatui know or question if he even has a drivers license. And as reckless as his driving can get, he loves to speed up, a lot. To the point, he will hold certain meetings or offer the other party a ride after a meeting. I mean, is it really threatening someone to strike a deal if you're just driving a little faster than the expected?

Yet as much a beast as he might be on the wheels, he likes to give you rides. All the while scrunching up his face, telling you not to be so late or grab a taxi next time – he complains but he'd rather have you mess with his radio station than to get to places with public transport (or with others giving you a ride.)

The first few times, you do not take notice yt once you go come across his music collection, specially picked for each and any ride, you see one with your name on. A playlist of your favorite songs, and some songs he likes as well. It is not a surprise you haven't realized before as the playlist is terrifyingly long but seeing this sweet gesture, you cannot help but smile (only to get yelled at suddenly, you forgot people run around even at gas stations to serve him as quick as they can to please him...)

Night time car rides aren't fully a thing, but it's mostly because he prefers to take strolls with you, usually by the sea or at locations the sky is clear – even though he wouldn't admit it out loud how much he enjoys both the quiet serenity and the mindless chatter you fill the air with, distracting him whenever he needs.

[kosekiko]

Broo that tendou thing brOKE my heart to piecess but it was soo good!!! Plsplspls write those christmas headcanons cus u got TALENT!!!! 💕💫💕💫💕💫💕

IM SO LATE TO THIS, MY APOLOGIES! I hope these are alright 😳❤️ - Anna ✨

- Christmas Tendou is PEAK Tendou.

- this man puts so much effort into the holiday. Literally lives for it.

- it's not like whoever has the craziest Christmas decoration runs the world but /whoever has the craziest Christmas decoration runs the world/.

- Tendou takes that very seriously and hangs up lights and decorations all around and outside the house, he makes sure to get the prettiest tree and the shiniest ornaments and mistletoes and plushies and oh my God there is no END to the Christmas spirit!

- Together with his dad, Tendou makes the house shine brighter than the sun. People could see it from space, I swear.

- Momma, little sis and him take over the indoors decorations and MORE IMPORTANTLY the baking and cooking.

- So many cookies. So. Many. Cookies.

- He definitely steals some at 3am to eat and might bring his sister one before bedtime just cause he's the "cool brother" as he calls it.

- Tendou loves being with his family, sharing all the chats and laughter.

- making dinner together or singing carols is also something he greately enjoys.

- owns the most most dramatic Christmas sweaters ever.

- BEST GIFT GIVER EVER! He makes sure to include an inside joke or something you mentioned ages ago, he picks up all this information even you forgot about and gives you a gift to DIE FOR.

- just Tendou singing with his little sister :') <3

- he knows all Christmas movies by heart, can AND WILL quote them as they watch them.

- loves inviting friends, teammates or an s/o over. Christmas is there to get together and have fun and show love and he just wants to be around everyone he loves.

[read-write]

Brittany Spears' Toxic, because it is a traditional Earth ballad.

alright but what's your britney spears song . mine is (you drive me) crazy

[thenewmizzluvliblack]

Apologizing publicly is important because I bashed you publicly. No matter what we were going through there was no excuse for my actions. Some of you know him as Chevy P. Some know him as Smoke. Some know B_L_Y_K_E. I know Darion. I want to sincerely apologize for my part in making what should have been private a public issue. We've come such a long way and its all from understanding and team work to be on one accord. Thank you for picking up the piecess and continuing to guide me to be the best me I can be. No matter the time it took, it happened.... Thank you for being a Father. For sharing the moments you share with our son. I vow to stick to the goals and be your rider not your adversary... The only way is up from here. I have some making up to do. And I won't lose sight.. Every inch of innergy I put in being mad or not hearing your cry for help, ill put double that into pouring into your soul as a God! Love you! I apologize 😘 #Thenewmizzluvliblack1 #babymama #BabyDarion #babydaddy #growth #iapologize #loud https://www.instagram.com/p/B7OpUPppZpX/?igshid=9igke7tjic1q

[likeadevils]

fly like a jetstream is one of the sweetest things taylor has ever said i love her to piecess shes just a massive dork who wants to be loved

[krekael]

"Thanks," Z murmured, "For ya know, forcing me to come to the festival." Basaran admired the red color across Z's face for a moment before answering. "It iss no problem, dearesst." "But it is." The half-elf insisted, his face serious despite the colorful lights and light atmosphere of the festival. "I... I know that im a real shut in. I get all focused on my projects and I start to ignore people, including you. Its not fair to yall. It not fair to you. I dunno how you always put up with me. Im- im your boyfriend and you shouldnt have to force me to come out to a festival and spend time with you. If I were you I... I would have broken up with me a long time ago. Im still not even sure why you started dating me in the first place." Basaran paused in their movements, turning so that they fully faced Z. "You have your flawss." They said softly, "But everyone hass flawss. Yess, you do ssome thingss that may irk me, like your alcoholissm and your tendenciess to get losst in your work and not take care of yoursself. I admit that ssometimess I feel more like your babyssitter than your ssignificant other." They cupped their hands on either side of Z's face, gently bringing it up from where it had fallen to face the ground. Z wouldnt meet Basaran's eyes, his face clearly reflecting the guilt he felt. "But I am willing to put in the work and effort to sstay by your sside. I am willing to work through my own sshortcomingss and annoyance to be able to ssee you when I firsst wake up in the morning. I do it because for every flaw you have, you have piecess of you that make it worthwhile. I only assk that you do the ssame for me." While they were speaking Z finally met their eyes. His eyes shined with unshed tears, but Basaran could see a hint of disbelief. They hoped that with time they would be able to quell it. "I..." Z faltered for a bit before he seemed to recover himself. He pushed his glasses up and rubbed at his eyes and leaned into one of Basarans hands while covering it with his own. "Sometimes I wonder if youre even more stubborn than I am. How the hell did I manage to bag you?" Z let out a rather unmanly squeak as Basaran suddenly lifted him up and set him on a ledge so that the two were face to face. Basaran gave a cheeky smile as they set their hands on Z's knees. They could distantly hear the sound of the crowd gathering for the final firework show. "Ssomething about your rather ill-mannered disspossition really sseemss to get to me, apparantly." "Oh, shut up and kiss me you giant white worm." Z growled as he grabbed Basaran and pulled them in. The first of the fireworks went off as their lips met, showering them in a multitude of colors. There was a whispered "I love you", but neither of them could tell who had said it first.

[lilambrosia-blog]

🎃 GRIM HARLEQUIN STYLE 🌺

By Chamberlain Haskill

My Lord Sheogorath has directed me to compile a guide for those seeking to create “Grim Harlequin” arms and armor, so that the Mad God’s mortal servants may have a way to make all their equipment look the same. Of course, this standardization runs counter to all other cult practices, and is insane on the face of it. (Ahem.) Milord has probably already forgotten he asked me to do it, but what better do I have to do with my time than write manuals for mortals?

Actually, almost anything, now that I think about it.

AXES

Curved crescent axe blades are specified, with edges of varying depth, and a complicated cluster of sharp, curved … somethings … at the haft. You know: what-you-may-call-ems. Also, grinning skulls. Put those on everything.

BELTS

The belts shall be made of one, two, three, or four leather straps, of tanned Human or Elf skin, where possible. A grinning skull for the buckle, of course, Hip tassets may also sport skulls, wearing fool’s caps and with tongues extended. The extended tongue is very important—a stylistic hallmark, really.

BOOTS

Pointed toes are required. This is not negotiable. Uppers may be of dark quilted motley, as you like. But nobody will be looking past the pointed toes: do that right, and the rest is gravy. Note: not actual gravy. Gravy may be implied, but is never stated.

BOWS

Now isn’t this a pretty thing: seed pearls on the facing, and swooping recurved limbs that terminate in finials curled ‘round large, lovely milk pearls. An instrument of death, but ornamented with nacreous excretions: simply splendid. Don’t you think?

CHEST PIECESS

traps, straps, straps, and many layers—but not too rigid, not to confining, we do not wish to make it impossible to somersault. A Grim Harlequin must somersault, after all. As appropriate. (You’ll know when.) Also: grinning skull sternum cameo. Very important!

DAGGERS

What we want here is more or less a curved poniard. Pointed, of course, but with a definite crescent edge, so that it matches the swords and axes. The serrated back edge is handy for cleaning fish or grating cheese. A bastard to keep clean, though.

GLOVES

His Derangement has decreed that the fashion in Grim Harlequin gauntlets this season shall be for half-fingered gloves—the upper half. The lower digits shall remain nimble and free, so they can, as Milord Madness puts it, “Dance like little rabbits from blade to bow and back again.” The metaphor is strained, but you get the point, do you not?

HELMETS

Let your headgear be a cunning cowl that simultaneously evokes both a fool’s cap and an executioner’s hood—jolly but gruesome is the goal here, mortal. And there’s nothing to lose by adding a mummy-wrap bandit’s mask to the lighter sets, or a skull visor to the heavy.

LEG GREAVES

These should match the boots. I suppose. Just between you and me, to be quite candid, I have had no instruction from The Avuncular One in the matter of graves or schynbalds. Not a peep. It’s as if he didn’t care what you put on your lower legs. Make of that what you will.

MACES

The Grim Harlequin mace head is a grinning skull (naturally) wearing a fool’s cap, with a long extended tongue that wraps right ‘round the top of the haft. It’s quite cunning, really. If I were a mortal, I’d want both the one-handed and the two-handed versions. But I��m not.

SHIELDS

Grinning skulls, fool’s-capped jester faces, diamond quilting, those curving sharp what-you-may-call-em motifs: the Grim Harlequin shield has it all, really. Strap this on your off-arm, and they’ll get out of your way in the grocery store, believe me.

SHOULDER ARMOR

For your left pauldron? A grinning, grimacing jester-face with an upturned spade beard, of course. Oh, and another one on the right. Assuming symmetry is your goal. Who knows—it might be!

STAVES

I already effused about the fool’s-capped grinning skull on the mace head, doing so again about the same motif on the finial of the Grim Harlequin staff would be just rather tedious. I would prefer not to.

SWORDS

The swords should be long, curved single-edged blades—almost scimitars, really. The crossguard is another one of those clusters of curving overlapping sharp whatevers, you’ll recognize it when you see it. And there, that’s the Grim Harlequin guide, for what it’s worth, which fortunately is not up to me.

[lunasloveliess]

Is She Talking About Fabric?

here’s a nearly unedited, crazy denumbridge (dementor/umbridge) one-shot that i wrote for my other friend. this one was written at 3am, is a completely inaccurate depiction of both umbridge and dementors, and is very cheesy and dark and INCREDIBLY STUPID at the same time, so reader beware.

“Demmy,” Dolores read off of the parchment that her Owl-nline Dating owl had just delivered to her. “Lives in London, worked for the Ministry during the war, loves kissing, emo.” She glanced at the picture that was provided. It showed a figure wearing a flowy black hood. “Well, he doesn’t look like a centaur,” Dolores said to the owl. “Good fashion sense, too. Looks normal to me!” The owl cocked its head at her, as if seriously questioning her motives. Who did this owl think it was? She ignored it and rummaged through her drawer for her favorite, atrociously pink quill. “Demmy,” Dolores said slowly as she wrote. “I am very interested in meeting you. Please write back. Love, Dolores Jane Umbridge,” she finished with a flourish.

“Hem, hem,” she said to the bird, who was perched on the windowsill as if it was very anxious to leave. Honestly, what was wrong with her office where everything was clad with neon pink and kittens? She tied the letter to the owl’s leg and watched dreamily as it soared over the city.

“Love, Dolores Jane Umbridge,” Demmy hissed. He ssighed and gazed at her picture lovingly. No one elsse had taken a chance on him; he thought he wass too unlovable. But here sshe wass to prove him wrong.“How does 11am at the Leaky Cauldron ssound?” he wrote with hiss bony (flesshy? Ghossty? How was he ssupposed to describe it?)  hand. He ssent the letter off with the owl and sstarted looking for hiss besst coat, or rather, thin piece of fabric that hass been sshredded to piecess, but is sstill accepted as a coat because Draco Malfoy wore one like it that one time after he almost died.

Dolores breathed nervously as she waited in line for The Leaky Cauldron. Hem, hem. Hem, hem. Hem, hem. Everyone looked at her. “Is she talking about fabric?” she heard one wizard whisper to another. “No, maybe it’s hens, those things that lay eggs.” “Maybe Ernest Hemingway?” Hem, hem. She adjusted her black hair bow. She wore it because she knew Demmy would understand that it was the color of her dark, mutilated soul. Hem, hem. She heard the bell hanging from the door behind her ring, and turned to see Demmy, gliding along the floor with his stylish emo, coat. Hem, hem. He waved his gorgeous bony hand at her, and they sat at a table to eat dinner and talk. Although Demmy didn’t really eat. Hem, hem. He just shoved food in the general direction of his mouth, which Dolores thought was super attractive. Hem, hem.

Dinner sseemed to be going really well. Afterwards, Demmy walked her out to her Minisstry Car. “Tonight wass fun,” he hissed. “I love how your bow matchess the color of your cold, non-exisstent heart.” “Hem, hem. Thank you.” Dolores ssmiled at him. Sshe leaned forward, and so did he.

Hem, hem. Dolores leaned forward for a kiss. Hem, hem. Demmy pushed back his fabulously stylish coat hood, and she looked adoringly into his gorgeous eye sockets. Hem, hem. She leaned in closer and pursed her lips. Hem, hem. Demmy opened his mouth too, revealing a beautiful vortex of nothingness, like her heart. Hem, hem. Their lips were almost touching, her non-existent heart of ice was racing. Hem, hem. Three seconds away from the greatest kiss of her life. Hem, hem. Two seconds. Hem, hem. One second. Hem, hem. They leaned in closer, and closer, and closer, and closer. Hem, he-

[libidomechanica]

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[yoga-hosers]

what type of music do you like??? aannndd what are your 3 (or 5 if you want!!) favourite songs/piecess????

I vibe with lots of different music!! Indie rock/pop is probably my main genre though! Right now three of my favorite songs are Little Dark Age - MGMT, Mild High Club - Homage, and Peach Pit - Alrighty Aphrodite. :) for artists I love Lana Del Rey and Miniature Tigers the most probably! thank you for asking 😊