#nest mini

[gearbraininc]

Which one do you think is best for your smart home today?  Let us know.

[r-aindr0p]

Mini-rollo invasion : Savanaclaw

Anypov :

Heartslabyul - Octavinelle - Scarabia - Pomefiore - Ignihyde - Diasomnia

[eat-love-eat]

Chocolate Meringue Easter Nests

[fullcravings]

Mini Strawberry Pavlova Nests

[puppetmaster13u]

Behold the one good picture of the three JL founders, set inside one of the apartment-esque rooms in the Watchtower

Au is a combo of mine & @phoenixcatch7 Possessed Doll Au, so go check them out they're lovely <3

[annisefreya]

It's my wedding anniversary!

I'm not gonna get soppy on Tumblr, but in honour of this day I thought I'd share the full version of the photo that my avatar comes from.

Those are our cake toppers. My husband made them out of fimo (oven-bake polymer clay).

Why an owl and a duck? Well, I've collected stuffed toy owls since I was a kid. Husband did similarly with ducks.

[torchwood-99]

One Eorlings headcanon you can prise from my cold dead hands is Eomer and Eowyn braiding each other's hair.

[soft-puppy-boyfriend]

Folks I really need to [remembers suicide jokes are detrimental to myself and others] book an emergency psych session

[protect-daniel-james]

So… in rather serious need of a WIP update post. You were, umm, joking about the billard ball right? That’s a thing we get to look forward to right?

Ha ha ha joking! You know me :3

Yes, the ball will be indeed inside poor Sheva (Sheva on poppers, mind you).

Current WIPSs

Solids and stripes (a.k.a billiard ball inside Sheva; Daddy A is obsessed with Sheva's hungry hole *wink wink*)

He took both cheeks in his hands and rubbed them. He felt muscles under his hands, unadulterated muscles of an athlete, firm and worked out, and perfectly rounded. But he was more interested in something else. He massaged the ass for a while, but slowly began to pull his palms apart and spread both cheeks. There, there it was, a hidden secret spot on Sheva's body that no one was ever supposed to see this close, not like this, not in a situation like this, not with the same intentions he had.

He brushed his thumb over the tight muscle, and Sheva tensed. Good boy, precious boy, never touched like this before – not by anyone else’s finger. Roman Arkadyevich smirked. He wanted to believe that, to make the fantasy complete.

The clenching hole fascinated him. It was the exit of his body, the place of expulsion – but equally an entrance. In childhood, one is taught to think of the mouth as the entrance, and the rectum as the exit of a body. Roman Arkadyevich knew better than that. He pushed his thumb against the sphincter. It was warm and dry, and although the muscle relaxed a little bit, it was far from enough to slip in. Andriy jerked his hips and Roman thought, he must be rubbing against the cloth of the table. He imagined his cock leaking against the material, ruining it with gooey warm puddles that made the cloth darker.   

Silver Lining (Unai being absolutely horny throughout the fic for Villa (and others)

Sometimes, he couldn't even explain his actions to himself. His rational side was always trying to reason with the emotions within him. It's a club . It's a stadium . It's an institution . It’s a brand . You're sitting on the concrete steps of a stadium at night - you're alone in the building . That is what it is. But there was something he couldn't grasp with reason, something otherworldly. The feeling, the energy, the power. The overpowering love that he felt in moments like this, and why it hurt him - in a nice way. He wasn't sure he would ever be able to explain this to anyone. 

It started when he was young. The moment he started going to football matches with his Dad, he knew there was something special about those places where the matches took place. He didn’t really give it much thought back then, but he was already aware of the significance of stadiums as a child. They were special. They offered the kind of intimacy and emotions that he had never encountered before anywhere else. Once he started playing football himself, this perception only grew stronger. He was working hard for the club, giving his best, even if it might not have looked like it - but the club knew, football knew, the stadium knew. If no one else saw his efforts, the sweat and tears, the disappointment on his face when the match ended in defeat - the stadium saw it. Unai soon became aware of the omnipresent spirit that he wasn’t sure the other players fully acknowledged - his mind couldn’t comprehend that others weren’t feeling the same, bitten by the same football bug, stricken by the same enfermedad. He once confessed to his teammate that he had a similar feeling of shame and guilt and unworthiness that he’d always had at a Sunday mass, and the teammate laughed at him. You’re taking it too seriously, Unai. It’s just a bit of fun .

Sheva kidnapping fantasies (dark fic about Sheva's guilt about his Relationship with Daddy A)

After a few days, there was another call, again from the same number, the same contact. This time, Shevchenko held the phone in his hand when the 'incoming call' message appeared. He threw it on the desk as if bitten by a venomous snake. It rang, first quietly, then louder, and he didn't pick up. The same scenario repeated itself a few more times. He established a routine - when it was him who was calling, Sheva would put the phone down, screen facing the surface, turn off the sound, and wait for it to pass. 

It took him more than a week to find the courage to block the number.

Then, there was a different number calling, and he picked up.

"Andryusha, thank God - "

He threw the phone across the room, terrified. He could feel his heartbeat all the way up in his throat. That voice - he couldn't mistake it for any other. His phone landed on the carpet, and he didn't dare to walk closer - he watched it from distance, unable to move for a few long seconds.

[aquaplant]

Tentatively……Asplenium sagittatum / Birds Nest Fern

[yetitakinginventory]

One day I will be able to track down more of the people who worked on making the rotg digital promotions and get better pictures of the lost media.

Pspsps

[r-aindr0p]

HELP! I FOUND ONE AT MY WORK!!!!!

WHAT DO I DO!?

😱😱😱

🎉CONGRATS ON BEING A SURPRISE PARENT 🎉A care box will be sent to you

[wall-eye]

ALSO. FIRST NOTEBOOK FOR CROWS NEST CREW DONE <3 it has 7 pages left and i keep writing So Many Pages of notes and it was arc 3 finale so its a good place to stop. Theres just space to do a recap or something there!

[cuspidgoddess]

3.3: The Clock Strikes One, the Mouse Runs Down, Hickory Dickory Dock

[snekdood]

i both love and hate that i keep finding different moths in my house. why are they here? i dont want them to get caught on the sticky traps i put out for the flies. but also, very fun to see so many different varieties and knowing my garden probably plays a role somehow.

[dorkycreature-89]

(never usually engage with politics but this is just getting annoying)

friendly reminder: if your "feminism" is just attacking and putting down other sides cuz "this side is full of rapists and abusers", you are actively engaging in the same system that fucks you over

there's something called nuance, people