#mornights

[saintsaki]

Hello fellow Anharu believer!! I love the art sm thank you for sharing. It's such a rarepair so I'm always excited to talk about it!! 100% here for childhood friends with unrequited feelings. I also wholeheartedly believe they were each other's first kiss back when they were kids. Started with them just being competitive ("have you kissed anyone yet?" "have YOU?") and then it turned into a game of chicken and then haha oops.

REAL, ANON, REALLLLL !!!1!! !!1!1 !! !1!

anyway thank you for liking my art! its one of my faves so it makes me happy that people love it ^w^)//

also im glad my first ask is AnHaru of all things. i feel so blessed. seriously,, thank you very much for that anon, and for also telling me im not alone in this boat HAJKDGJFSKSFJL

oh and btw,

my hand slipped.

(i'll continue this in the near future i promi)

[spectator-moon]

Fairy joel? Fairy beans

Here ya go! Hope you like it!

Btw if you want any more don't hesitate to ask!

Fae Joel and Shadowfae Lizzie the beloved

[deathberi]

last day of september aaaahh last day of ichiruki month 🥺 and bc of that i’m opening gifset requests suggestions, ir fam!!! 🫶🏻 short guidelines on the tags bc im a messy lister ^^

[themagical1sa]

yearn. near alas tres ng umaga. augh

[r3starttt]

Morning renny

hi how are u

so about the offer... can we... you know...

[jaimeski]

ok before i lose my nerve

if i may ask

some aymaxo? (pierre/max)

they're so doomed old men yaoi it's so miserable and cursed but actually Pierre really loves him and Maxo only ever planned on using Pierre and i hate how much i actually got invested in this ship and i see hardly any content that doesnt just make it a meme (distant echoey wails)

(((ps its absolutely fine if not dwwwww hope you have good mornight <3))

[macawbre]

Henry let out a laugh that echoed through the halls. But that was more than normal for his ilk, really.

No clue! Next question, kiddo!

It's him. He's the fopdoodle.

I'd take ya, but I can't imagine I'd have all that much fun scraping whatever's left of ya off the walls. It's a little out of the job description, y'know?

To be honest, he just didn't want to be responsible for another student's death, but that was kinda-sorta the same thing, right?

But hey! If you hear any rumors going around, maybe don't go losing your head over 'em? At least not without a teach with, ya! If you go up to the weirdest one here, he might just hear you out... I mean, it's not like they have real jobs around here anyway, right?

Huh, this was a question. There's many things Niamh could be asking, but there's one that comes up more than anything else:

What's a Fopdoodle?

She does pause before continuing. She can't just leave it Like This given the context.

How can I meet the golems, creatures, and "Other Really Cool Fiends" in this basement? If someone is hiding such wonders, its clear that you should should investigate. I am happy to provide my assistance on the matter if you don't wish to go alone.

She also is quite intrigued about the 'maybe has died' implications that this person has written, but she holds off mentioning it directly for now.

[aestherin]

privacy

48: you look better with me

NOTE -> good mornight everyone 🤍 -> long update hehe -> pics, written part, pics, written part

The whole party — at least for you — was torture.

You liked being with your friends, of course. That was the good part. However, you absolutely despised not being able to be with your lover.

Ayato's sneaky attempts at interacting with you made it even worse.

Like when he'd always make sure to pass by your table whenever he got up to get food and drinks. Or like that one time when you went to the restroom and he was waiting for you not that far from the outside, only to pass by you and have your shoulders bump (you could also smell his signature lavender scent again). Or whenever he'd increase the volume of his voice whenever you're around just to make sure that you can hear his alluring voice.

You don't know if he was doing this to help or if he was teasing you on purpose.

All you know is that these little moments aren't enough to satiate yourself.

"You won't drink?" Lumine, who has been your companion for the most of the party, asked while holding her own glass of liquor. You shook your head no, followed with a quick reply of how you tried out one cocktail earlier and that it was enough.

You did not want to get drunk, not even tipsy. As if the several cameras in the venue were not enough to make you cautious, there were also some keen observing eyes. Some weren't even content with just observing. Some celebrities in there, despite not being close with you, had the guts to ask you about this so-called mysterious boyfriend of yours.

You cannot afford to get drunk and make the mistake of spilling your private affair.

After you urged Lumine to get up and have fun with the others, you were left alone in your table. Not for long, though.

"Everything okay?" Scaramouche asked. He was behind you and was leaning slightly, supporting himself with his palms that sat on the back of your chair.

"Yeah," you smiled at him. "You should hangout with the others."

"You sure you're staying here?"

You hummed. He didn't push you further and just followed your suggestion. Little do you know, someone witnessed this little moment.

You looked around, eyes automatically searching for the people you know, only to discover that they are all not alone.

Childe, one of your close friends, strayed away from his own group momentarily and blended into yours. Soon after, you saw him being dragged by Yoimiya towards where she originally was — together with Itto and Thoma. The girl laughed as Thoma sported an annoyed look on his face.

You also spied Aether and Ayaka sitting together at some couch. The way they fiddled their hands together while leaning on each other did not escape your eyes.

Wait.

If Ayaka's with Aether, then —

You started to scan the room for your beloved's presence.

Your roaming gaze stopped at the sight of a fine, blue-haired ethereal being. He was seated across you, but far away. He had this certain posture — seated straight, cross-legged, palms resting above his knees. An unreadable expression was plastered on his face, but a striking stare was directed against your eyes. Due to the distance, you almost missed the way his eyes glimmered, if not for the dimmed lights in the hall.

Even this late into the party, he looked so put-together. So attractive. So perfect.

So desirable.

You gulped and looked away, all while being slightly irritated by the situation. You wanted to spend the whole party together with Ayato so bad.

You wanted him so bad.

It was harder to resist each other once both of you were aware of the other's whereabouts. You wanted to ignore him, you really did. But your subconscious begged to differ.

Your body was uncooperative with your sound mind, looking back to steal a glance of your secret lover. His eyes moved, motioning towards the darkest part of the venue, where no cameras were present. Just in case you didn't get his message, he also angled his head, pointing that way.

You subtly nodded, heading there first. You busied yourself, pretending to do something to not gain unwanted attention by looking like you were waiting for someone. However, after barely even a minute, Ayato arrived as well.

Despite being in the best place possible for secret agendas, the two of you took measures. It never hurts to be careful, after all. You both stood side-by-side, arms almost touching, and faced opposite directions.

As if he was preparing himself for walking, he took a step back, inching closer to you in the process. Your fingers grazed each other's, sending shivers down your spine.

Your hands tingled.

"You know my car, love," He spoke in a hush tone before silently disappearing towards the exit.

A few minutes after Ayato left, you couldn't wait anymore and decided to discreetly head out as well.

The party was far from over, almost everyone invited was still inside, and the night was still young — but you didn't care. You didn't even bother to tell your friends you were leaving.

Your mind was just screaming about one thing: him.

You looked around, wary of people who might see you. While remaining alert, you headed to the back of the building, where your boyfriend was probably waiting inside his fancy car.

You spotted a sleek four-wheeled vehicle parked there, with tinted windows and a well-maintained exterior. Your eyes travelled toward the car's plate. Bingo.

You hastened your pace. Opened the door to the passenger seat. And while catching your breath, you said, "hi."

Your man was just chilling inside, seated comfortably on the driver's seat. "Hey."

Airy chuckles and genuine laughs filled the air as you entered and sat down. "I missed you," he mumbled while he played with your hands. You hummed. "I did too."

"You looked so good tonight, love."

"Oh? Thank you. You're too kind, sir."

Ayato smirked and grabbed your chin, tilting your face upwards slightly to match his gaze.

"You look better with me though."

He finally went in for the kiss.

The taste of his lips was intoxicating, even more than the cocktail you had earlier. You felt light-headed as Ayato continuously chased your lips with relish, his hands finding their way to your nape and jaw.

"You're so —" He sighed. You shuddered. "So fucking perfect," Ayato smiled, his lips still against yours.

"You're one to talk, stupid."

Your hands kept shaking, not knowing where to rest them. All the restlessness from earlier piled up. All your holding back from earlier was catching up with you, flowing like electricity in your veins — stimulating you.

Ayato's hand, formerly resting on your nape, found one of yours. "You're shaking," he whispered.

"Your fault." You gave him a peck.

This signalled him to continue even more.

Your pining for each other was painfully obvious. In mere moments, the inside of the car turned hot. It was suffocating, it was hard to breathe. You felt insane — limbs busy, skins marked, eyes hazy, and mind gone.

You don't even know how you ended up on his lap.

"You didn't drink either?" You questioned as you pulled away, hands on his chest. Though inebriating, he did not taste like liquor at all, nor did he smell like it.

He breathed, "I barely did."

"Oh?" Your lips curved as you felt one of his hands rest on your waist, the other remained caressing your jaw. "Why?"

"I don't want to get drunk on alcohol." He leaned closer, your noses touching, lips almost reuniting. "I want to get drunk on you."

privacy — ayato x reader smau

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[mersei47]

good mornight

[official-mr-knight]

" ello' everyone, Steven Grant here again yea? Sorry for not being active..again- as usual, yes. Pretty much getting busy getting yelled at by my boss for a while, couldn't even type some stuff today these days "

" but yes, good mornight to the people here, yea? Especially for the people who's in other countries, good morning to you too, ey? Hope you have a good day today. I'm just honestly walking down the London streets, clearly busy "

- steven grant

- 24/11/2024

[thefourchimes]

since im in a ranting mood this mornight and this one has been building up again recently so ofc i gotta let it out:

pls free all the encanto characters from the really severe projection that erases everything about them, from their personality to their character development to their genuine traits and more, and makes them into something they're either not or worse than they actually are

this is especially about mirabel, isabela, alma, mirabel, and the rest of the madrigals in some ways

yes, i said mirabel twice (and i would say isabela and alma twice too but mirabel is the one usually affected by projection the most)

anyway, free themmmmm rahhhhhh

(to clarify: projection is not bad, but when it gets too much and throws everything we know about them out the window, thats a big hell no)

[ace-detectiv3]

Fine,,

go to sleep babes. rn. or else.

Can't sleep at IKEA,,,

[billiousserpent]

Welcome to my blog, Peeps!

⚠️This blog is strictly for 18+ only, so if you are underage, please leave this blog. It isn't for your eyes, little ones. (Minors DNI.)⚠️

Sorry Kids. Please respect what says up there. I most certainly do not appreciate it if with minors are roaming around here. So, if you follow me as a minor, you will be blocked. (If I find out, that is.)

No, I will not be posting anything explicit nor NSFW, but sometimes my Sona's sense of fashion will be suggestive, and there will probably be adult rambling in here.

Hello, I'm Cas. A normal student that had successfully tripped and fell for a war criminal that wants nothing to do with me. Or in short, I'm down for a fucking killing machine. I am 20+, but I won't be exposing my real age here.

I'm just a little content creator and digital artist, I also have another account here and it's about undertal but I'll try to be active here and vice versa. But if your curious, my other account is @majorpatheticcas !

Fun fact. I use only my phone when it comes to digital creations, currently just on a tight budget due to college so I don't really have a proper drawing station except my phone and thumb lmao. (i am pitifully poor)

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Currently living in the Philippines. I speak three different languages, so please do correct or just ignore my grammar if it's going haywire. Might even do little ramblings of how my sona would be bullshitting with the Ghosts by speaking in all sorts of languages lol

What do we call you?

You can refer to me as Cas or Kas, I'm fine with that. my Sona's term is Seeth or Seth just in case things would get tangled up

What pronounces do you use?

She/Her/They/Them. Please don't use any male pronounces :)

Do you do commissions?

Unfortunately, luvlies, no. I do not. Not sure when will I ever open commissions, not really confident about my art! (Also don't have enough time for it time due to my studies, hell, I'll just even post unfinished art or sketches around here, I tend to lose motivation easily and college ain't making it less harder for me to gain some)

Do you do requests?

Maybe? Maybe not? It depends whether I feel like it, but I'll try! Little sketches wouldn't hurt, right?

Can we message you?

Sure, as long as your 18+. If I'm not convinced that you are, I may ask for a valid ID to confirm your age. Minors? Get out. Please. I feel uneasy and uncomfortable around minors :(

Do you have any other social account?

Like mentioned earlier, @majorpatheticcas (18+ ONLY) is one of my accounts. That account is full of undertale stuff, so if you're interested in it, you can try going there. Maybe in twitter (still only for 18+), and tiktok, still not sure yet.

So.. yeah. I think that's all you need to know. I'll try to keep this updated as much as possible. Content might be slow, but I'll try to post as often as I can!

[electronix-arts]

Question-

Where do we think Khan gets all the wooden doors? Where there just a bunch of those around the bunker pre core collapse? Did he go out of his way to scavange them from the ruined buildings?

Has Khan Wet Cat Doorman tried to drag a dead tree back home in attempts to carve his own wood door?

have a Khaniful day, it's 3 am, good mornight

second option maybe, if clothes can stay in tack in a nuclear winter, doors definitely would be able to as well, the carving wood doors is very cute though i like it

however my question is why would he like regular, wooden doors. like. i get the doors around the bunker and specifically gym doors, those are made of metal, realistically they’re good at defending

but wooden doors?? put one in front v and she’d walk through it as if it was just never there, im guessing his coping mechanism involves all doors and not just. resistant-from-sky-demon-attacks doors

[muddyorbsblr]

tokyo comic con day 3 :: 10 december 2023 (batch 1)

BLACK. KNIT. SWEATER. I was supposed to do other things this fine Monday mornight but I have no brain cells left holy actual fuckque--

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[smolvenger]

lemme just…leave this right here…this fine Sunday mornight 😏🫠

Ooooo that is much appreciated! Thots are thotting, bestie👀👀👀