#my askbox is open 👀

[kitkatyes]

thinking about octonauts again, head in hands /silly

desperately need to write more barnacles angst

[maybege]

so what are the thots tonight? 👀

[violentlydefending]

majima and damian for the character opinion bingo as prompted by @/artsy-dragoness and @/maxmmpow :]

(ASTERISK ASTERISK: i only really like dami's traffic light outfit the current red and grey is fine but also. is it)

[brawlstars-dragon-au]

We have a winner from the poll!

Colette, the beloved 💙 ᕕ( ᐛ ) ᕗ For now, have some doodles:

[pinktokk1]

some noteworthy additions:

- wretched, vile thing. pull yourself together.

- is that... blood? no, nevermind.

- ALL IS ASH AND MEAT

- have i... been this way before???

- blood follows me everywhere.

- dream in red.

- i'm a rabid dirty dog, and i bite.

- mmm... that smells delicious. [after walking past a spit roaster with dwarf parts cooking]

love it when the dark urge says stupid shit. "pave my path with corpses, build my castle with bones..." okay girl and then what🥰🥰🥰

[buck-star]

Already mine | Bucky Barnes

Pairing -> BestFriend!Bucky Barnes x BestFriend!Female!Reader

Summary -> Bucky and you are fake dating for a mission, when the two of you are out for dinner you tell him about your planned date with someone. But Bucky isn’t really happy about it and makes sure to show you that you’re already his.

Warnings -> (E) Minors DNI, 18+, smut, slight chocking, kinda public fingering (not really), fingering (fem!receiving), oral (fem!receiving), unprotected p in v, multiple orgasm, squirting, breeding kink, jealous/possessive Bucky, bit of miscommunication

Wordcount -> 3.4K

Request -> I am absolutely foaming at the mouth as i think about this request i'm just ASHWUWHEU. okay, i'm sorry. hello! i wanted to order (👀) something from your smut menu which would be !!! fake dating (i gobble this up every time), jealous!bucky (when he's POSSESSIVEEE like yes please), and breeding kink (don't look at me like that...) idk if you allow additional details, but maybe some miscommunication/misunderstanding? god, i love that little pain before the delicious fluff & smut. 🥹 but you don't have to add that bit if it's not allowed! back to freaking out JDAJJDWJIDWKDO omg if you do write this, i will forever be thankful JDIANDKWMFKFKKEFKKR THANK YOU!

A/N -> Thank you so much for the request. I tried to include everything, I added a few things and I hope you like it. My askbox is open so feel free to send and ask, as well as that feel free to send a request for the Bucky Barnes Smut Menu.

Prompt -> Fandom-Free Bingo | B4 | Multiple Orgasm | @fandom-free-bingo

Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Smut Menu | Fandom-Free Bingo | Bucky Barnes Masterlist | Part two

You’re standing in front of your mirror; your red dress fits perfectly around your body, and you only need to fix your hair before you’re ready for your date with Bucky, or at least your fake date with him. The two of you are on a mission right now, dating each other, so no one will know that you're Avengers.

You hear the bathroom door opening and a gasp leaving Bucky's lips. With his eyes on you, he admires your back before his eyes move to look through the mirror. You smile softly when you see his blue eyes looking up and down, trying to see every inch of your body.

“You look beautiful, doll,” he tells you, and the feeling in your stomach, the one you have just with Bucky, grows.

You’re best friends, but something between the two of you changed. There are feelings for each other you have never felt for someone before. And now that you’re going on a date with him, even if it’s just a fake date, it feels like he really asked you out.

“Thank you, you too,” you mumble with a slight blush on your cheeks.

He walks a step closer and leans his shoulder against the wall. His hands running through his hair, the shirt, and his pants look like they were made for him.

“Can we?” he asks, smirking when you try to get your hair under control.

You nod while you turn around and fix your hair, walking a few steps closer to Bucky. His eyes are still on you, focused on every move you’re making. Bucky's nose is slightly scrunched while he smirks at you.

His hands are immediately around your waist when he is able to reach you, bringing your body closer to his. Bucky leans forward until he reaches your ear.

“When this would be a real date and not only for that mission, I would immediately help you to take off your clothes,” he mumbles into your ear, and you shiver slightly, pressing your thighs together to stop the arousal dripping down your legs.

Bucky chuckles softly, noticing your action, but he doesn’t say anything. He moves a few inches away from you and looks your body up and down before he holds his hand out so you can place yours in his.

“Ready?” he asks — Bucky, the 40’s gentleman in front of you — and you can’t stop but smile softly.

You place your hand in his, and then he walks through the room with you. His fingers are holding your hand tightly, but it is still soft in his hand. He smiles when he moves a strand of his hair behind his hair, then he opens the door and lets you walk through it before he follows you.

That’s something you love about Bucky. You've never met someone with that kind of charm and kindness before. He treats women like a gentleman, buying them flowers and asking them out to go to the cinema, and he takes care that his girl has everything she needs. You know those things because you have seen him with some women before — the way he smiled when he was buying flowers and presenting them to you, or when he asked for advice for date ideas in this century. You smiled and told him a few ideas, but inside your chest was a heavy feeling when you saw him with the other women, touching her and smiling at her in a way you would love him to look at you.

Bucky's hand is still holding yours when you walk through the corridor. You feel that tingling feeling in your stomach, and when you look at him, you need to concentrate so you won’t stare at him for the rest of the evening.

His jaw is relaxed, but his jawline is still visible. Bucky's blue eyes focused on the people around him, but his lips formed into a cute smile. You could look at him the whole time, but he caught you. He turns his head around and narrows his eyebrows.

“Do I distract you from the mission?” he asks, chuckling.

“No, it’s just- I wanted to make sure you’re focused,” you tell him.

“You checked that for five minutes already.”

His words make you blush, and you feel so embarrassed, but his beauty is just too much for you to look away from. The brown-haired man laughs before he walks through the door into the restaurant of the hotel.

You really looked at him for that long? You walked down the stairs, through two floors, and you weren't able to get your eyes off him? You definitely need to stop acting like that when you’re near him; otherwise, your mission won’t work the way Tony wants it.

He leads you to a table; it’s quiet there, and you enjoy the moment where it’s just the two of you. But when you see the people you’re looking for, you sigh softly. With a nod, you show Bucky you see them, and he turns his head softly.

They don’t look like criminals, but you read their files, and they are definitely criminals. They supported Hydra and still do, which is why you’re following them, and now it’s on you and Bucky to get to know where their hidden base is.

You listen a while to them before you look at Bucky with a serious gaze. When he feels you looking at him, he looks up from his plate, showing you he listens to you.

“Buck, you know we- we are best friends, right?”

He nods, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. His hand clenches softly around the fork, slightly sweating what you would like to tell him.

“And this whole dating thing is. Yeah, it’s really cool, but-“ you interrupt yourself. With a deep breath, you look down at your plate before looking back into Bucky's eyes, glistening with curiosity. “It’s just- as you said, 'when this wouldn’t be fake dating’ I don’t think we should. Bucky I love you, but I am dating someone else; he asked me out for dinner tomorrow,” you mumble, not really knowing why you tell him about it.

“Oke,” he says with a cold voice.

“Don’t be mad, please.”

“I’m not.”

You raise your eyebrow, knowing that he is mad at you. But there is no reason for him to be mad, right? The two of you are best friends, and he probably doesn't like you in the same way you do. But you can’t risk your friendship, so you just try to date the other guy; he is nice and handsome, and you can learn to love him, can’t you?

Bucky mumbles something to himself before he almost breaks the plate with the fork, smashing it down on it. His hand into a fist, and you can already see his knuckles turning white, his jaw clenching while his eyes are focused on you.

“Buck?” you ask softly, his eyes turning dark, but he is still quiet. “Could you try and not destroy the plate?”

He chuckles darkly, smashing the fork on the plate once more and breaking it. He smiles when he sees the damage in front of him and the sauce slowly flowing over the table.

You sigh softly, reaching for his hand to place yours around his. Bucky stands up, pulling his hand away, before he walks around the table and places his hand around your throat. With a firm grip, he pulls you up from the chair, making you look slightly up into his eyes. Bucky is towering over you, his tongue slipping over his lips.

“You can’t fuck someone else,” he tells you. His voice is deep, and it causes a shiver along your spine.

“What? Why can’t I? I’m an adult, and I can do whatever I want,” you say, not as confident as always, but you try your best to sound confident.

He laughs darkly and roughly. Bucky’s grip around your throat tightens, and he pulls you even closer. With his firm chest pressing against your front, you feel his muscular body through the fabric of your clothes.

“You’re mine,” he whispers, and he lets go of you.

Bucky turns around and walks out of the restaurant. Your jaw drops open slightly, and you look while he makes his way until he reaches the door and pushes it open. You need a moment to realize his words when you sit down to calm yourself down. You feel the eyes of all the other people around you.

Your cheeks heat up, and you want to run out of the room too, but your legs feel so shaky that you can’t do a step without holding yourself up at something. You put some money on the table and get up again, holding yourself to the chairs and slowly following your best friend.

When you finally walk out of the restaurant, you see Bucky leaning against the wall. His eyes are dark, and he looks at you with a cold expression.

He walks a step closer, towering over you. With a fast movement, his hand is around your throat once more, and he pushes you against the wall. It’s a loose grip but strong enough to hold you where he wants you.

“You’re mine, and I will fill you with my babies so everyone sees you’re mine,” he tells you with a slight smile on his lips.

You whimper; your hands are around his arm, but just to ground yourself.

“Bucky-“

“I smell you; I can fucking smell you. I see the way you look at me, the way you press your thighs together,” he says, chuckling darkly.

“It’s not,” you interrupt yourself. “I have a date tomorrow.”

The laugh that leaves his lips lets you shiver; goosebumps are all over your body, and you can’t stop the arousal growing between your folds. But if he is your best friend and you work together, you can’t be together, can you?

“Yeah?” he asks, and you nod.

Bucky lets go of you and walks a step away from you. He nods his head in the direction of your shared bedroom.

“Tell me you don’t want me, or I will carry you into our room and make sure who you belong to,” he tells you, his blue eyes looking almost into your soul, and you need a moment to handle his words and the way he looks at you.

“Bucky, I have a date.”

“Tell me you don’t want me.”

“I-“ you look down, playing with your hands in front of you.

Bucky laughs and steps closer again; his fingers find their way under your chin and make you look up at him. His eyes glistening with lust, his tongue slipping over his lips, before he leans closer until there are only a few more inches between the two of you.

“Tell me you don’t want me to fuck you and make you pregnant with my babies, doll,” he mumbles.

You feel his breathing on your lips. Before you can answer, you wrap your arms automatically around his neck and press him closer to you. Your lips meet his for a sweet but passionate kiss.

Bucky's hand finds its way down your body until he reaches between your legs and pushes your dress higher to slide his fingers over the fabric of your panties.

You moan when you feel the cold of the metal through your panties. His fingers draw small circles on your clit, making you throw your head back. Bucky uses the moment to attack your neck with kisses, and he bites softly into the sensitive skin.

“Bucky, please,” you whimper, pushing your hips against his hand.

“Let’s go to our room; don’t want others to hear what’s only meant to be for me,” he tells you, and you blush slightly.

Bucky takes his hand away from your folds and wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you up. Your legs are around his waist when he walks with you along the floor to the bedroom the two of you share right now. The mission is completely forgotten. It’s just the two of you — you and Bucky.

It doesn’t take long for your super soldier to carry you into the room and lock the door before he places you on the bed. He stands in front of you, his eyes roaming over your body.

“Strip,” he demands.

“Do it by yourself, old man." you laugh, but the way he looks at you lets you be quiet immediately.

“I can do it, but I don’t think I can hold back then.”

You swallow hard, your eyes focused on him, and the way he takes a step forward and closer to you lets you shiver once more. His aura, his eyes, he makes you go crazy, so you do what he tells you.

“Could you- Can you open the zipper, please?” you ask, and Bucky nods, stepping closer.

His firm chest is almost pressed against your face when he reaches his hands over your shoulders and opens your dress. Bucky lets his hands slide down over your shoulders, holding the fabric in his hand and exposing your shoulders.

Then he takes a step back. You nod as a thank you, standing up and letting the fabric slide down.

“You're pretty, and all mine,” he tells you, reaching out his hands to touch your waist.

Bucky pulls you closer, his hand sliding up your back. He opens your bra and throws it away. Bucky's metal hand captures one of your breasts. You moan softly when his cold hand meets your warm flesh.

He leads you back to the bed until you sit there once again. Bucky gets on his knees in front of you, and you smile mischievously.

“Don’t smile like that; you make me jealous and want me to share what’s mine. I will give you all my cum, and you will beg for more,” he groans, pushing you down so you lay on your back.

Your best friend lowers his head and kisses your pussy through the fabric of your panties. Your hands find their way, and you grip his hair to ground yourself. He uses his hand to push your parties to the side, licking through your folds before he groans.

“You taste better than I thought,” he mumbles, pushing his tongue against your entrance.

“Bucky, more- please,” you moan, arching your back.

He chuckles but does what you want and pushes his tongue inside of you. His metal fingers joining his tongue, he moves one of the fingers inside of you, curling it. With your walls clenching around him, you moan loudly and throw your head back.

Bucky pushes another of his fingers inside of you, pushing them until he reaches his knuckles, and then he pulls them out of you again. After a few more thrusts, he finds your sweet spot, pressing his fingers against it. Your wet and warm walls clench around him, making it almost impossible for him to move his fingers.

“I’m so close. Bucky, please,” you beg, but he stops his movements and removes his fingers.

He sits up and looks at his fingers; they are glistening with your slick, and you blush when he pushes them into his mouth to suck them clean. Bucky groans and takes his clothes off as well.

First his shirt, then he stands up to open his belt and pushes his pants down. You look at him, following his movements with your eyes. You gasp when you see the bulge of his growing dick in his boxers.

“Like what you see, doll?” he asks, and you nod, looking into his face and discovering his body before you stare at his member again.

Bucky pushes the fabric down. His dick springs free, the tip already leaking with pre-cum, and he wraps one of his hands around his member, stroking himself a few times while his eyes are on you.

“Don’t know how often I have imagined that already,” he groans.

You sit up and move yourself further onto the bed. Your legs are spread, and Bucky joins you in bed. He sits between your legs, his dick still sliding through his hand. Bucky slides his tip through your wet folds, groaning when he feels the warmth and wetness. Then he lines himself up with your entrance.

You wrap your hands around his neck and pull him closer, pressing your lips on his and biting his lip softly while he pushes inside of you. Bucky pushes himself further into you, slowly, so he won’t hurt you. He is focused on your expression, making sure to stop when he could hurt you.

“Move, please,” you say and throw your head back when he suddenly pushes the rest of his dick inside of you.

Bucky is balls deep inside of you. He groans softly when you clench around him. Your hands are still wrapped around his neck while he thrusts his hips, moving his dick between your tight walls.

He hits your sweet spot with every movement, making you clench around him more. You moan whenever he thrusts inside of you. The pleasure in your body feels overwhelming, but you love it.

“He could fuck you like that,” Bucky says, kissing your forehead and thrusting inside of you harder. “And he can't love you the way I do. I will fuck you so full with my cum that, doll,” he adds and groans.

“Bucky faster.”

Your best friend chuckles and does what you want. He moves faster and harder inside of you. You can feel the veins on his cock, his dick hitting every right spot inside of you.

His hand finds its way to your clit playing with it while he thrusts in a steady rhythm inside of you. The way you clench around him and your moans get louder, he knows you will cum with a few more thrusts.

“Come for me; scream my name while you cum all over my dick. And I will give you all of my cum; fill you so much; after that, you’re pregnant with my babies,” he mumbles into your ear.

The moment he tells you, you feel the pleasure in your stomach grow until you squirt all over Bucky. The orgasm and the pleasure in your body are better than you ever felt before, and you say his name over and over again while he fucks you through your orgasm.

You’re already overstimulated, but Bucky still thrusts his hips further against yours. You’re a morning mess, your hands tugging on his hair. And you feel the next orgasm building when he still rubs circles on your clit.

“Oh fuck, will give you all of my cum; don’t think this little pussy can take it all,” he groans.

With a few more movements, he cums inside of you and pulls you over the edge with him. Bucky lets his head fall down on your shoulder. His breath is heavy like yours, and he slowly calms down. You slide your fingers through his hair while his dick is still inside of you, and you feel his cum inside of you — cum painting your walls.

“Now you’re mine, and only mine,” Bucky tells you, biting into your neck. “And you will carry my babies, won’t you?”

“I will,” you say, and chuckle when he lifts himself up and kisses your lips.

“My doll, my wonderful, precious doll.”

Bucky slowly pulls out of you, his eyes focused on the spot where your body was connected and where his cum is dripping out of you now. Then he looks up at you again and smiles.

“I love you; I don’t want to be just your best friend. I want to be yours; I want you to be mine,” he confesses, leaning over you again.

“I love you too, and I want nothing more than to be yours. I wanted to date the guy because I wasn’t able to tell you what I felt. I was scared you didn’t feel the same, but you do. And I’m yours, all yours, Buck,” you say, and he nods, kissing you passionately.

“Let’s clean ourselves, and then we should look to see if our people are still eating or if we cuddle after taking a warm bubble bath." Bucky laughs, and you chuckle, and he lifts you up to go to the bathroom and take a bath together.

Taglist: @nicoline1998enilocin | @mrsbuckybarnes1917 | @sergeantbarnessdoll | @rogersbarber | @kandis-mom | @km-ffluv | @bucky-barnes-lover | @felicitylemon | @identity2212 | @cjand10 | @harleycao | @lunaalovesyouu | @casa-boiardi | @futurequeen2018-blog

[rebornofstars]

SEPFEMBER 2024 PROMPTS LIST

HERE WE ARE! AT LONG LAST! THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN (HOPEFULLY) WAITING FOR! GIRL MONTH!

I honestly can't believe this is actually happening. This event was a shower thought a few months ago.

Here's a recap of the event: to participate, make at least one fanwork of any variety during September that features a woman or women from the Zelda franchise as the main character/s. All Linksmeets are welcome in this challenge, as well as general LoZ fans!

Before I drop the prompts list for those who are looking for a little direction, I'd like to mention that I have made an AO3 COLLECTION FOR THIS EVENT. It's open and unmoderated so you can add your works to it freely. And if you post on tumblr, please tag #sepfember !! I'll be scrolling through the tag every day looking for things to reblog and gush about 👀

If you have any questions at all about this event, or you want to chat about it, my askbox is open! I will also respond to comments and reblogs of this post.

Now, onto the prompts. Disclaimer: you DON'T have to use all/any of these prompts, or only create things for certain characters on their featured day. This list is just a GUIDE for those who want it. If you have other plans, go with your heart!

At the end of the day, this is a celebration, and all that matters is that you have fun. I hope some of you will join me next month in giving our girls some time in the spotlight, but if you can't, that's okay! There's no pressure! This is just a passion project of mine, really, and I am overjoyed that people are interested 💛💛💛

(apologies in advance for the terrible quality of these pics and the equally terrible commentary. i thought it would be funny. also, i've never had to come up with a prompts list before and it shows.)

DAY 1: SKYWARD SWORD ZELDA + PURPOSE

(we start at the beginning of course 💛)

DAY 2: MARIN + WASH

(it was SO hard to find a screenshot of her that didn't have link in it. they're both cute but this ain't about him.)

DAY 3: MEDLI + GIFT

(i didn't know she played the harp until i saw this screenshot! i obviously have a lot to learn.)

DAY 4: TWILIGHT PRINCESS ZELDA + FREEZE

(how creepy does she look here?! so awesome)

DAY 5: HILDA + GHOST

(SUCH a good character for real. she has depth!!!! she has a thematic purpose!!!)

DAY 6: URBOSA + LOSE

(two words: LIGHTNING POWERS ⚡⚡⚡)

DAY 7: SPIRIT TRACKS ZELDA + MISTAKE

(babygirl you are 2 entire pixels.)

DAY 8: FI + ORDER

(oh she is everything to me)

DAY 9: MIDNA + SWORD

(she looks so soulful right now)

DAY 10: HYRULE WARRIORS ZELDA + SUMMON

(what a FIRE camera angle??? her armour is so impractically attached but SHE HAS A SWORD‼️)

DAY 11: GODDESSES OF HYRULE + EYES

(hylia, din, nayru, farore, the list goes on...)

DAY 12: ZORA PRINCESSES + TRUST

(mipha, ruto... poor suckers... it can't be fun, falling for link...)

DAY 13: OCARINA OF TIME ZELDA | SHEIK + FATE

(note: I personally hc this character as a trans man, but since this isn't explicitly confirmed in-game and might not be shared with everyone, I've given them a celebration day anyway. you are free to do what you wish.)

DAY 14: MALON + GUARD

(she is adorable. look at her)

DAY 15: IMPA + BOUND

(HOTTEST MOST SEXY MOST BADASS WOMAN IN THE FRANCHISE ‼️‼️‼️ I LOVE YOU IMPA YOU ARE PERFECT. SHUT UP I DEFINITELY DON'T PLAY FAVOURITES—)

DAY 16: FOUR SWORDS ADVENTURES ZELDA + PORTAL

(i loved her in the fsa manga. she's barely in it but STILL. go read it.)

DAY 17: FAIRIES + TIRED

(the great fairies, navi, ciela, tatl, proxi...)

DAY 18: TETRA + LEGACY

(isn't she KICKASS?!)

DAY 19: EPONA + BONE

(our lovely loyal girl 🥰)

DAY 20: A LINK BETWEEN WORLDS ZELDA + HOME

(SHE IS SUCH A GOOD PARALLEL TO HILDA PLEASSSSSE)

DAY 21: SARIA + WISH

(a classic character! isn't this picture so peaceful)

DAY 22: BOTW/AOC/TOTK ZELDA + PEACE

(SHE IS EVERYTHING TO ME. SCREAMING CLAWING CRYING. MY DARLING, YOUR FANARTISTS WERE THE ONES TO DRAW ME INTO THE ZELDA FANDOM. I HOPE I CAN RETURN THE FAVOUR ONE DAY)

DAY 23: CIA + LANA + STUDY

(technically, she's one person. between the two of them they certainly only wear enough clothes for one person... )

DAY 24: ARYLL + HUG

(sister to the hero! but what's her story?)

DAY 25: ECHOES OF WISDOM ZELDA + ARREST

(YEAHHHHHHHHH GIRL MONTH GIRL DAY GIRL GAME!!!)

DAY 26: CD-i ZELDA + HOLIDAY

(hehheehehehe. i bet you weren't expecting her. neither was i tbh)

DAY 27: PURAH + FIRE

(SHE'S CLEVER! I LOVE CLEVER WOMEN!)

DAY 28: ILIA + ERUNE + MEND

(listen. i know erune is a very niche character - she literally only exists in the four swords manga - but consider. i love her)

DAY 29: ALTTP/OOS/OOA/LA ZELDA + MISSING

(she has no canon personality. you know what that means. get the building equipment out fellas)

DAY 30: LINKLE + FAREWELL

(and here we are - LAST DAY!)

THE END! YAY! I CAN'T WAIT FOR SEPTEMBER - CAN YOU?

[thoseguysfromthebathroom]

You're alive, and you're everything.

Hello !! This is a chainshipping askblog by QuinngeFail, that is a mix of my art and writing :} Posts + responses will be in character, unless specified otherwise. The characterizations seen here will follow my headcanons for Adam and Lawrence.

Askbox is open :)

More info below cut:

Drive Folder for my Saw arts!

[Headcanon doc will be linked here, whenever that bitch is done 🗿 For now, a lot of my headcanons are under the Saw Thoughts tag on my QuinngeFail blog!!]

I also would like to incorporate my AUs into this blog, so if you'd like to have an ask answered within any specific AU, please include the following emoji in your ask:

👭 Fem AU, asks will be answered by Addie and/or Lorraine

🐞 Bug AU, not entirely sure what could come of this but I figure I'd leave the door open LMAO

...And more as they're added :)

Few general points of note:

-All ooc things will be {written in these brackets}.

-It's been about one year since the bathroom trap, which took place in October of 2004. Thus, answers wil reflect the time period of late 2005/early 2006.

-The two have been together for a little under half a year now, and share a deep bond. Though it was unfortunately born from a place of horrific trauma, they're in this messy aftermath together.

-Neither of them are involved in any Jigsaw apprentice shenanigans. They've escaped their ordeal, and are now navigating a whole web of complicated things together- ultimately just wanting to recover as best they can.

-Asks can be nsfw, but don't send anything that is overly explicit, please! All sexual content will be tagged as Suggestive, so heads up if you don't want to see those sorts of things.

HOPING TO HAVE FUN WITH THIS. I've been wanting to run an askblog since like 2014, so 👀 I MAY BE JUST A LITTLE BIT EXCITED THAT I'M FINALLY DOING IT...

-Both characters are cis men. Adam is bi, and Lawrence is gay.

Thank you for reading, and I hope you have a lovely day wherever you are :)

[clarynewme]

Hi!🥰 I am a 23 year old astrology fanatic (not a professional) that hopes to help other people with my humbling knowledge and make connections AKA friends. I've been learning astrology since Covid era through tumblr, Twitter, tiktok and youtube astrology communities. I practised mostly with friends and family so this is all new to me lol😅.

Pronouns:

She/Her/Clary

Interests:

Astrology (obviously lol)🤌

Music (any music from Asia like Kpop, Cpop and almost every music genre )🫰

Movies/series/bollywood/lakorn/kdrama (bl/gl especially🌈 )🫶

Learning new languages🙌

I've been sick with Syndrom of Miller Fisher (1 year) that allows me to have more free time.

I am going to do free ask games (1 game per 2 weeks) with topics you can suggest that will be decided through a poll.

The askbox will also be open for simple questions about astrology placements. However you can only ask 3 aspects/placements/overlays/etc in one request.

NOTE:

I use intuition,western/tropical,vedic astrology and numerology techniques. I can also ship you guys with celebrities of your choice (singers, actors, artists,kpop groups, etc). You can give me advice too to improve my readings if you feel it's not enough🤗 If I feel I can't answer your question I will recommend you astrology accounts that have better information.You can check out my full paid readings here🙏.

MUST READ👀⚠️:

Anything health related, death related that intends to harm someone or any group of people and 18+ content is not accepted here.

I will only accept one free question per person per week which means you can only request ONE time per week. This is fair for everyone waiting and for my well being/health.

Interpretation questions and any doubts you have about the reading are allowed as long as you don't overstep the boundaries.

Please be nice and respect each other in this beautiful community🙏.

Anons are not allowed unless I'll feel comfortable.

[valkblue]

Hehe HoohoooOOOoo 👻

The world is changed. I feel it in the water, I feel it in the Earth, I smell it in the air… Yes, the Fates are shaping it in the smoke of burning sage, I read it in the cards… The Oracles have spoken; Autumn is here!

And so are the…

🎃 TRICK OR TREAT COMMISSIONS ✨

Of course, the concept remain the same: you can give the amount of your choosing on my ko-fi, with or without a specific request, and I draw something fitting the donation!

You can ask for portraits of your OCs, Canon Characters, your favourite pizza toppings, your lonely sock going on an adventure or your pet dust bunnies that start to develop sentience… As long as you provide references.

Or, as always, you can even leave it entirely to me to decide what you’ll get… if you like to live dangeroulsy trust me enough! 👀

When does it start?

The Oracles say NOW! Come knock three times at my inbox!

When does it end?

After the moonset of November the First.

Should you have any other questions or just want to talk, my askbox is open, and anons are always welcome too. Much love and thank you to everyone!!

➡️ [search for 'Trick or Treat commissions’ in the list]

…and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!✨👻🎃

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Only a few slots opened this year because IRL has been unforgiving with me and I'm so far behind with all the other requests I've received 😭 Don't worry people, I'm still on it, I'm just drawing with figurative shackles these days. This rattling of chains you hear? It's no ghost, it's just me 😭👍

[chamm0y]

a pinned post was long overdue hello!!

my name is chammoy, a multimedia design student residing in mexico (ajua!) so español & english ok 🫶🏻

currently obsessed with transformers, other interests may vary

im on ao3 too!! currently translating Logical Proposals in spanish (amazing wavewave fic plz read)

askbox is OPEN

requests are currently CLOSED

please do not repost my art, or rather ask first

commissions are CLOSED

my blog is a mess, therefore my art will be tagged under #chammoyart from now on for easy access

nsfw sideblog 👀

tags include:

#bugs! -self explanatory

#blorbos on sight -also self explanatory (mainly the waves™ art lol)

#request! -request art

#ask! -...mhmm

IM NOT A ROLEPLAY ACCOUNT

support me on Ko-fi!

thank you for stopping by!

[starry-night-rose]

Happy Birthday to me!

I’m likely going to spend the day unfortunately working on homework but making time for friends and family if I can!

As I’ve stated here, my askbox will be open for just about anything! So stop by with some birthday wishes, asks, gifts(👀??), interactions, or just about anything!

Am I absolutely milking the situation? Yes! But birthdays only come once a year so, I’d say it’s fine just to milk it just a bit!

[gwynbleiddyn]

oc week 2025 shenanigans ahoy

inspired by the wonderful @sunshinemage's post (though i will be less artistic and far more cryptic)

it's been literal years since i've ventured into the waters of oc kiss week so this year i have decided to jump straight into the deep end for no good reason other than i crave the OC content

what does this mean

it means i am once again going to be tearing through written drabbles like a deepstalker on rocks or whatever they go cronch cronch on

i am predominantly focused on dragon age for this, and these drabbles will be (mostly) in response to the ockissweek prompts which are:

desperate

first

stolen

reunion

worship

forbidden

caught

how does this work

LAWLESSLY. my askbox is open for people to jump in with an OC of their choice, and select an OC of mine (they'll be listed down below!) but with a little twisty twist, so in step by step order:

pick your beloved oc that you wish to use for blood sport oc kisses

browse the shortlist or, if you're feeling brave, wade into the depths of my oc page where unknown horrors lie in wait, and select one of my ocs for tribute/sacrifice/kisses

browse the lovely little prompt list above and consider the vibes

when you have your oc, my oc, and a prompt you'd like to see filled, CONGRATS YOU'RE HALFWAY THERE

now, for my little twist, what i would LOVE you to do is:

pick a song that represents your chosen blorbo and send me the title/artist so i can also enjoy it while i write👀

(OPTIONAL) and also give me a word that you would love to see represented! it could be a colour, an emotion, an item -- literally anything. could be innocuous, could be meaningful. it's just extra ✨flavour ✨

a point (or two) of note:

none of these will necessarily be romantic unless i know the oc well and it's something we've talked about, however i am absolutely not against some Fruity Tension somewhere. feel free to add this into your request, otherwise, i will likely default to platonic kisses!

depending on how many requests i get, the drabble lengths will also vary. i am at the mercy of whatever my braincell wants to do, and i won't force a long drabble if i feel its detrimental to the vibe im going for. so pls just be aware that some drabbles may be longer than others, but be assured i put the same bit of care and mildly unhinged writer love into everything i do!

who is this for?

i dearly miss the Olden Days of Yore where dragon age ocs made up the resplendent tapestry of my dashboard from hither to yonder and i like to think i can recreate that old feeling, so i would absolutely love to reach as many people as possible!

you don't have to be a mutual or anything just some guy with an idea and an oc you want to subject to my roster of miscreants, which lies below the cut for ur viewing pleasure

aforementioned roster of miscreants

i'm gonna keep the shortlist, well, short, i guess. these are my mains, the ones i'm comfortable writing anyday anyhow any which way. you are also very welcome to look at my full character page to see if any of those take your fancy - just make sure you're in the Dragon Age section!

Rion Severan - Warden Inquisitor (DA:O / DA:I Protag) [he/him]

pushing 50, certified DILF, ego only dwarfed in size by his banged-up and bleeding heart, which he consequently keeps locked in a cage of his own poor design. unlock at your own risk.

likes: beaches, dogs, rivaini wine, sunsets, antivan wine, a nice sword, tevinter wine

dislikes: ferelden

Kerros Severan-Laidir - Rook (DA:Veilguard Protag) [he/him]

young son of a gun who unfortunately has his father's tendency to get involved in saving the world. an unrepentant Lord of Fortune, he lives for gold and glory, but if sheer love and willpower could keep him alive he'd outlive the world.

likes: good treasure, the ocean, the smell of gaatlok, doing things just because, swimming in various bodies of water, and big boats (and he cannot lie)

dislikes: the fade, magical exposition (please write him the sparknotes version), political bureaucracy

Beren Ingellvar - Veilguard Companion (DA:Veilguard) [they/them]

ancient. unknowable. literally torn apart and put back together through the unabating power of a mother's love. their hands have never touched a thing without reverence. there is nothing in their eyes but time. they would love to smoke a pipe with u tho :)

likes: magic. spirits. theoretical discussion. books on theoretical discussion. lectures. nevarran academia. silver jewellery.

dislikes: hot places, coconuts, bitter coffee, cities, books with narrow margins and unindented paragraphs

[alabyte]

CONGRATS ON THE FOLLOWERS FRIEND!! How about Bad Batch twins headcanons to celebrate 👀

AWWWW THANKS FELLA 💅

You know exactly what makes me wiggle my legs happily

Batch twins headcanon: communication

Crosshair and Tech are both not very good at regular social communication. Many social interactions and subtexts are not entirely clear to them (to one degree or another), so they have their own, understandable only to them.

Fighting is a fairly common way of communication for these two. This is usually not a very serious fight but just a way to most clearly express dissatisfaction and raw emotions, after which they eventually begin to behave as if nothing had happened. A couple of abrasions and bruises are a small price to pay for the conflict resolved between them.

However, if they need to talk in words like normal people, they will never say it directly. An unspoken invitation to The Talk™ is the theft of some small but important thing - a tool, a personal item, something insignificant. Tech, when he can’t find his goggles, always knows that he faces long and not always successful attempts to establish contact with his brother, and Crosshair is used to the fact that the inability to find a started box of toothpicks promises a heart-to-heart conversation.

It's just the way they bond. They understand each other and that's the main thing.

-> Askbox is open for more! <-

[black-butler-meta]

Hello there♪! I've just discovered this blog and it peek my interest 👀

And since the askbox is open.., what's your opinion on the fourth arc, Noah's Ark Circus/Season 3/Book of Circus?

Yessss! I love LOVE Book of Circus! It's honestly my favorite animated arc so far, and I really think it's because of how dark the content is and how we learn more about Ciel's past and his trauma.

Some things that I found interesting and/or loved about this arc:

The theme of good people doing bad things, and overall a human's capacity to both love and commit atrocities simultaneously (the circus orphans and their relationship with the Baron; also Ciel's decision to burn everything to the ground, including the lobotomized children).

The theme of childhood trauma and how it warps one's ability to identify toxic/damaging relationships, familial or otherwise (Joker's relationship with the Baron, Beast being seduced and manipulated by Sebastian for information)

The way that sex, sexual tension, and overall physical touch are merely tools for Sebastian; it's a means to an end (oh boy do I have an entire essay on this already typed up, just based on this arc).

Ciel's PTSD panic attack scene - so uncomfortable but also SO FREAKING GOOD. It was uncomfortable on purpose, because Sebastian is a manipulative fucking demon. There was so much happening with this scene, so much nuance in it... UGH. Definitely need to write an entire post about this scene specifically.

The ever present nuances of the gray areas that Sebastian has. Does he care or does he not care? Is he doing kind things to manipulate or because he's genuinely concerned for his master? Could it be a little bit of both?

Oh man, so much to say... but Tumblr doesn't give me enough characters to put it all into this ask, so I'll have to do a more in-depth analysis in a separate post.

[lettersfromaphrodite]

[2.31]

― pairing : Minho x fem! reader ― content warnings : wolf AU, reader is a witch, soulmates, choking kink, a lot of smut y’all, Minho has submissive tendencies 👀, does the word “purplish” even exist? I don’t know, go with the flow, medieval settings as always , unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all), fantasy au ― word count : 3.294 ― notes: different day, different life, different blog but this fic is still dedicated to @minbiny because back then, she was the one who requested this

― notes : this fic looks familiar?it is! I’m reposting ALL my works on this brand new blog and therefore please, bear with me! as always, askbox is always open and feedbacks are always welcome 💌

🐺🔮 WOLVES! STRAY KIDS SERIES

Chris part one | part two // Changbin // Jisung // Hyunjin // Seungmin // Minho part one | part two // Felix // Jeongin

Minho moaned – the sound being close to an animalistic growl, against your neck as he effortlessly scooped you up with his hands behind your thighs, sitting you on the counter of your small, wooden kitchen.

«Minho,» you wanted to giggle at his needy behaviour, but the sound came out as a breathless whine instead. «We have to finish to wash the dishes.» you said, your arms closing behind his neck as he pressed his body against yours while leaving open mouthed kisses on your marked neck; Minho always became much more needy when the full moon was approaching, leading you to secretly wish for the moon to remain full every night.

You and Minho met each other more than a year ago and, despite what you believed, the visions about him never stopped, leaving the both of you incredibly flustered during improbable times of the day. Both of you thought that once you had accepted your soulmate bond, your visions would go back to normal, showing you fragments of future not regarding your mate; but even if almost everything you could see were images of Minho fucking you into oblivion, you were definitely not disappointed.

«You’re a witch,» Minho breathed on your neck, and goosebumps immediately erupted on your skin, «you could cast a spell.» his fingers lifted your long cotton skirt in order to grip your bare thighs and, for a moment, you were about to give in and let him fuck you – once again, on the kitchen counter.  

«I won’t.» you smiled, pleased with yourself to hear his disappointed whine. Minho eventually obliged, but still decided to finish marking up your neck with a purplish hickey before detaching from you.

After one long year, you were still amazed about the fact that doing house chores with Minho could be actually funny; you went from doing everything by yourself to do everything with a mate willing to help you and spend time with you, somehow managing to make you laugh in the process. By now, Minho was perfectly aware about the fact that using too much magic in a too short amount of times made you feel sick and so, he helped you finish washing the dishes before escorting you to town.

The news about a pack made of wolves and witches living in the woods quickly spreaded in the town next to where you all lived, and contrarily to your expectations, they saw your pack as their protectors. Therefore, the fact that you and the other witches would follow the citizens’ requests and cast protections spells over the village was by now a habit.

Every month, following the moon’s calendar, you’d take turns and walk to the village in order to cast a powerful spell which irredeemably made you feel weaker and as if your head was about to explode, but the citizens’ gratitude and the money compensation you received was a fair exchange for you – or the other girls, being sick for few hours.

Since it was your turn to cast the spell, Minho escorted you all the way to the village, patiently waiting for you to finish while playing with some of the children living there, and giggling along with you as they offered you some flowers as soon as you were finished. Both you and Minho dearly loved kids and so, you ignored the headache that was now making you feel slightly dizzy, and as your eyes flashed golden once again, the flowers immediately turned themselves into small, neat flower crowns for both you, Minho and the kids – which were ecstatic with the fact that you could use magic and immediately started running around to let other people see “the pretty witch’s gift”.

«They’re right, tho,» Minho said, hugging your shoulders and making you instantly feel relieved thanks to his touch, «you’re pretty.»

«I better be,» you answered with a snort, «they also called me “Madam”. Oh, come on! You look older than me, why do they never say anything about you?» you playfully whined, heading out of the village while your fingertips were interlocked with Minho’s – which was smiling at your outburst, finding you very much adorable and very little threatening.

As soon as you and Minho were far enough from the village, he kneeled in front of you, and you eagerly lifted your skirt to effortlessly let him carry you on his back; with a sigh, you nuzzled your nose on Minho’s neck, hearing him chuckle and gently shake his shoulders because he was ticklish. Tightening your hold around Minho’s shoulders, you shortly closed your eyes, loving how even the mere touch of your mate could make you feel better, as he led you both through the path in the woods, which conducted the both of you back home.

Both you and Minho decided to take a break and lay on the grass of a small clearing in the woods, your faces kissed by the sunlight as you peacefully relaxed; there was still time until night and therefore, before Minho completely acted out of control due to the moon’s influence.

To be honest, no one in the pack has ever hurt you or the other witches - at least not after Changbin hurt his mate by mistake during a full moon hunt, but even so, you were just used to spend the night of the full moon away from each other; by now, you and the other girls were used to meditate together by the moon while the wolves were running free on their night hunt.

While your eyes were still closed you felt a delicate, warm sensation enveloping your right hand and you instinctively smiled, aware that Minho had just intertwined his fingers with yours and was now bringing your joined hands towards his lips in order to kiss the top of your hand, your knuckles, your fingers. Instinctively, you giggled and shied away from his touch at the sensation of Minho’s lips brushing your skin with such a feather touch it was almost ticklish.

«How do you feel?» Minho asked, propping himself on his left elbow, partially shielding you from the sunlight while silently admiring your beauty.

«I’m good,» you smiled, looking at him after taking a deep sigh, happy that your boyfriend was concerned with your well-being, «A kiss would make me feel even better.» you moved your still joined hands so that you could toy with the strings hanging from the collar of his shirt, giving it a light pull towards your frame. Minho was watching you with his eyes full of love and desire that despite the fact that you were out in the open you almost felt like you could hardly breathe. Will he ever stop having such an effect on you?

«That can be arranged,» Minho answered with a playful smile and within an instant, his lips found yours.

It started out as a gentle, innocent kiss; as cliché as it was, Minho’s kisses really made you feel more powerful and somehow, made you regain all the energy you eventually lost because of casting powerful spells. Gradually, a wave of warmth spreaded through your body in multiple different sensations; you indeed felt more powerful but on the other hand, Minho’ s hand furtively sneaking around your throat until it rested on the side of your jaw had started to make you feel incredibly aroused. What started out as a languid repetition of brief pecks on your lips turned into Minho tilting his head, and with a gentle but firm grip on your jaw, he slightly moved yours as well, in order to deepen your kiss while his tongue was dancing with yours almost in a teasing manner. You sighed against his lips, pulling on the strings of his shirt in order to make him lean even closer to you; shifting your position, you bent your knees in order to move even closer to Minho, which caught the opportunity to reach out and grab the hem of your dress and lift it over your knees, making it fall around your waist.

Immediately, Minho’s hands gripped your thigh, as his lips were still busy kissing your neck; the pent up frustration from your morning make out session made you feel even more sensitive, so that you couldn’t help but whimper and hold your lover closer as he parted your thighs in a rough manner using his hand. Minho was definitely not in the mood to tease – neither were you, and you were glad that he wasted no time into slipping two fingers inside you, eventually moving his body between your legs as he busied himself scissoring and curling his fingers inside you. Despite the fact that he was trying to be careful, you could feel the approaching full moon’s effects already influencing his movements, since sometimes, he had to reach out and kiss you in order to distract himself and not give in into his wild and animalistic side that was begging him to claim you immediately. You kissed him back eagerly every time; you perfectly knew that during sex, Minho could get pretty rough sometimes, and you absolutely loved it.

It was definitely one of the messiest foreplay sessions you’ve had - aside the ones where Minho was in heat, since somewhen in between that make up session you managed to reach out, unbutton his trousers and pump his shaft into full hardness, enjoying you lover’s throaty moans against your skin.

Minho’s eyes were now completely golden, and held the same desire you held for him; all it took for you was a quick glance to understand that you didn’t need further foreplay, and Minho smiled at you in a silent way to thank you. His instinct was about to take the lead and he couldn’t wait to bury himself inside your wetness; you, however, couldn’t wait to catch the perfect occasion to tame him. You’ve been thinking about trying to be the dominant one for a while, mostly driven by the curiosity to see Minho falling apart under you, and you couldn’t help but wonder how needy he could get in such circumstances. Minho’s moan as soon as he bottomed out inside of you was somewhere between a whine and a low, throaty growl, and you had to force yourself not to come on the spot because of his blissed out expression.

Patiently, Minho kissed your neck, nibbling along the skin every now and then and waiting for you to get used to the sudden stretch; you smiled to yourself, content about the streak of praises he was mumbling against your skin, before purposely clenching hard around him, which immediately whined right next to your ear - definitely one of your favourite things. Minho quickly got the input and started moving, frantically thrusting his hips in a harsh and slow pace, occasionally burying his head in your neck as his breathing got even more ragged; at first, you found it ridiculous how the moon could influence a wolf’s sexual behaviour so much, but you slowly started to get used to it, growing to appreciate how demanding and rough he could get. Minho sat straight, balancing his weight on his knees while tightly gripping your hips under your skirt - now completely pooled around your waist, and threw his head back as he changed his pace, his strokes now a little faster than before.

Needless to say, the moon didn’t only affect him, and you were reduced to an oversensitive moaning mess, feeling even more sensitive than you originally were.

However, you were desperate to see a particular visions of yours come true and so, even if it took you a lot of concentration and some effort, you propped yourself on your right elbow, reaching out to hold Minho’s nape with your left hand in order to pull him in for a passionate kiss; eventually, you smirked in victory against his lips as soon as you felt him relax under your touch, immediately rolling the two of you around, so that you were now on top of him.

Thankfully, you were a witch, and so, while you shifted positions you managed to get rid of your skirt while casting a brief spell, seeing with the corner of your eyes that the fabric was neatly folding itself next to you as you were staring at Minho’s pleading eyes, currently blown with lust and a glimpse of adoration.

«Come on, witch,» Minho whimpered, lifting his hips from the ground in a weak thrust to prove his point; you scoffed at how he managed to be so demanding even while what roles were reversed, but complied to his request. Minho’s strong hands gripped your naked hips, short nails drawing small crescent moon shapes as they sank into your tender skin. Since the front leather strings of his shirt were untied, the shirt was half-open and allowed you to scratch long red lines along his toned and tan chest. Minho threw his head back, bending his knees and placing his feet on the floor, and he begun thrusting up into you, meeting you halfway and causing you to jolt forward with a loud moan, using his torso as a support while your nails sank into his skin as well.

Furrowing your brows, you allowed yourself to get lost in the pleasure as continuous moans escaped your lips, even if you were hyper aware about Minho’s body language; by now, you made love a countless number of times and you perfectly knew the moment he was about to come. Every time Minho was close, his grip on you would tighten, and he’d throw his head back moaning incoherent phrases as his hips lost any kind of rhythm, thrusting sloppily into you; this time, as soon as you realized he was close, you halted your hips and snapped your eyes open, golden meeting golden.

Minho looked at you with a confused expression, why couldn’t he move? Every one of his doubts eventually found an answer as they acknowledged your victorious smile.

«Come on, wolf,» you smiled at him, lifting his hands over his head, «Let me have some fun as well,» you casted another spell, watching as some strands of ivy started snaking on the grass as if they were alive, moving towards the two of you and wrapping themselves around Minho’s wrists in a tight rope, before you allowed your boyfriend to move once again. He looked to you with stupor, never once you tried to be dominant with him, especially near a full moon; surprisingly enough, the thought of you taking the lead aroused him more than he originally thought. With confident movements, you started to grind on his length, making the remaining of your clothes disappear thanks to your magic - clothes that politely folded themselves on top of your skirt.

The sight of a desperate Minho sprawled out and tied up under you was much better than you could have ever imagined; his chest was flushed red, and you could see the rapid rise and fall of his torso as he struggled to keep his breath even. His eyes were locked on you, attentively following any and every one of your movements, as if in that moment, the dangerous predator was you instead of him. Minho arched his back as your teeth closed around his nipple, his hips stuttering against yours as he tried to focus on not to come, yet.

«Can’t you stay still?» you mumbled, licking a long stripe on his chest, «Do you want to be punished that much?» Minho quickly shook his head with a weak whimper, his eyes shut close due to the fact that you were indeed keeping on stimulating him but you were doing it with such slow and teasing movements that he had to refrain himself from moving his hips in fear of what your punishment might be.

«Please,» he whimpered, his voice small and his length repeatedly twitching inside you; you knew he was close - you were as well, and you mistook his plead as a request to let him come, you gave in with a soft sigh; after all, you’ll have countless occasions to tease him further in the future, but at the moment, you both needed to come.

Balancing your weight on his chest, your hips picked up pace, and you were effectively bouncing on his length as Minho kept begging you to keep going, pulling on the ivy ropes and resulting it to be an useless move, since your spell was still active and therefore they were indestructible.

«Choke me,» Minho whined again, and at the unexpected request, your hips stuttered against his for a moment, «please.»

Well, this was definitely new; you’ve never heard Minho sound so desperate and needy, and you’ve never seen him look so helpless. You’ve never seen this side of Minho before, and you knew you’d probably never get enough of it. Nodding, your slowed your pace as your right hand caressed his torso all the way up, until your fingertips hesitantly caressed his neck before closing around it with a slight pressure; you knew you grip wasn’t tight enough to prevent him from breathing, but the fact that Minho immediately choked on a whimper made your fingers tighten a little bit more, massaging the base of his neck while applying pressure every now and then.

Minho came without warning you, arching his back and pulling on the ivy ropes as if they were his only grip on reality; his orgasm caught you off guard enough for your spell to weaken, and your lover managed to effortlessly break them, his arms falling limp on the grass for few seconds, before he eventually reached out to you.

Minho propped himself on his hands, so that your eyes were at the same level; his left hand eventually ghosted over your body, hyper aware to the fact that you were still moving on top of him because he was weakly whimpering in overstimulation because of it.

«Come for me, witch,» only when Minho gently connected your lips by holding your cheek, you felt them: two pointy ivory fangs were occasionally grazing your lower lip, and that was everything you needed to come, burying your head in the crook of Minho’s shoulder as he threw his head back in a streak of whimpers and curses, since you kept clenching around his overstimulated length.

«My wrists are sore,» Minho chuckled, his head still thrown back.

«I’m sorry,» you admitted, wrapping your hands around his chest, as if it would have made him feel better.

«It’s okay, it was worth it,» he shrugged, making your head move by inertia, «we should do it again.» he timidly confessed, and you nodded against his skin.

«Do you think our kids will be witches or wolves?» he asked out of the blue, as the two of you were almost home, you hummed in answer.

«Probably a cute hybrid, like a wolf with magical powers.» you answered, honestly confused about it because you’ve never heard about a witch being a wolf’s mate – despite the bizarre coincidence of Minho’s pack.

«Can’t wait to find out.»  he chanted, hugging your shoulders and, kissing your hair, making you tense up for a moment; you loved kids and you knew Minho loved them as well, but you never thought – or talked, about having one which was completely yours before.

As vision of a little child resembling your mate running around your house just to throw herself in Minho’s arms – which immediately lifted her up in the air, suddenly occupied your thoughts, and you smiled, aware that he saw the same thing as you did. «Yeah, can’t wait to find out.»

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Do not modify, repost, translate or plagiarize my stories. I only publish my works on tumblr & AO3.

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