#oc: jamal
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boyybites · 1 year ago
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OC Thumbnails for Toyhouse that I have so far that were made 100% by me. I'll likely redo a few of these since I'm not happy with at least two here but I like how varied they all are so I thought I'd post em here for you guys.
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real-godzekiel · 8 months ago
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Baoleians don't sleep. Stupid advice. 200 years working in foodservice industry. (I think I might make this an actual thing happening in Baoleia that citizens who cannot pass a certain grade in school just get stuck in a "bad job" for the rest of their lives. Context for what is Baoleia: Naviaqua's neighboring country in the east which still sucks but in a different way.)
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insidekatmind · 2 days ago
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Early morning-Jamal Musiala
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Wearning: +18,smut
Request: yes!
It was still so early.
As soon as Jamal Musiala woke up, he started shifting in bed, trying to sit up as he always did, not wasting a single minute.But a hand slid around his bare waist. Your hand.You didn’t want him to get up so early. It was the weekend, and all you wanted was to spend a bit more lazy time next to him.
He froze for a few seconds, thinking about what to do, before gently falling back onto the mattress with a sigh.
“C’mere,” he said softly, pulling you close and holding you against his chest.
The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat were all you needed in that moment. There were no training sessions, matches, or obligations to disturb that little pocket of shared happiness.
His fingers began to brush through your hair, tracing invisible lines with a slowness that seemed meant to keep you there, safe in his arms.
“Did you sleep well?” he asked in a quiet voice, still tinged with sleep.
You nodded against his chest, smiling. “And you?”
“I do now,” he replied, his relaxed smile hidden in your hair.
You smile softly and cling to him, kissing his lips. He closed his eyes as you kissed him, humming softly with pleasure and wrapping his arms around you tighter.
When the kiss ended, he nuzzled his face against your skin, enjoying being so close to you, your scent and touch.“Mm, I love you,” he murmured, his words a bit husky from sleep.
“me too baby” you murmur into kisses as you caress his hair softly with your hands. He leaned into your touch, his eyes still half-closed as he let out a satisfied moan, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair.
“I don’t know why I even considered getting out of bed,” he said, his voice a low rumble next to your ear. “This is much better.”He shifted, turning slightly so he could pull you even closer, his bare chest pressed against your body.
Jamal planted messy kisses to your neck, his lips hot against your sensitive skin, making you shiver with pleasure."You're so warm," he whispered, his hand slowly running up and down your back. "And you smell so good..."
His legs entwined with yours, holding you so close that you could feel the heat of him everywhere. He pressed his face against your shoulder, his breath warm and a little ragged as his lips found your earlobe and nipped at it tenderly. Each touch of his mouth on your skin sent a jolt of desire through you, making your heart beat faster and your body grow hotter
You moan softly and arch towards him. He felt your reaction, your body pressing against his, and it only fueled his need for you. He ran his hand down your side, tracing the contour of your hip and thigh, his touch soft yet possessive. Jamal lifted his head, his dark eyes locking onto yours. "I want you, now," he said with a low growl, his voice filled with need.
You smile and climb on top of him, straddling yourself as you enter him, since you were both naked. He breathed heavily, his hands immediately going to your hips, holding you on top of him, his fingers digging into your skin. He stared at you, his eyes darkened with lust and something else, something deeper."God, you feel so good," he groaned, his head falling back against the pillow, his lips parted as he panted."I love you."
You moan as he enters you and close your eyes for a moment trying to adjust. “I love you too,” you whisper softly and sweetly. He watched you through half-lidded eyes, his gaze intense and filled with raw desire. He could feel your body adjust to him, and it was driving him wild.
He ran his hands up your torso, his fingers trailing across your skin, before cupping your face softly in his palms. He pulled you down, kissing you with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine."You're beautiful," he said between kisses, his voice almost a whisper. "Mine."
You smile softly, opening your eyes and start moving slowly on him, rubbing yourself. “Yours,” you say, groaning and gripping onto his shoulders. He kept his eyes on you as you began to move, his hands holding onto your hips, guiding your motions, his touch firm yet gentle.
"That's it," he encouraged in a low voice, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. "Just like that. Baby, you feel so good."He ran his hand up your back, his fingers tracing the line of your spine as you continued to move on top of him, his touch leaving trails of fire on your skin.
"I love seeing you like this," he said, his voice a growl. "So beautiful, so responsive just for me."He watched your face as you pleasured yourself, his hands roaming over your body, his touches growing more and more demanding as his own need grew.
"I need you," he groaned, his hips jerking upwards to meet your movements. "I need to feel you, all of you." He sat up suddenly, pulling you even closer, his arms wrapped around your waist as he buried his face in your neck. He started to kiss and bite the tender skin there, his mouth hot and hungry, leaving marks you'd discover later.
"I can't...I can't get enough of you," he panted, his voice hoarse and broken with desire. He began to move with you, his hips now pushing upwards with a needy, desperate rhythm. You moan loudly at his movements against yours. “so good” you say longingly as you bite your lip looking at him.
He looked back at you, his eyes dark and intense. "You drive me crazy," he said through clenched teeth. "The sounds you make, the faces you make, it's all I can think about, every waking second."Jamal reached up, his hands burying in your hair as he pulled your mouth down to his, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss. He kissed you with so much passion, so much need, that you felt like you were drowning in him.
You moan into the kiss as you feel his thrusts get stronger and stronger. He began to move faster, his rhythm becoming more urgent, more primal. He was completely lost in the moment, completely focused on the sensations coursing through his body, the feel of your body against his, the sound of your moans in his ears.
Jamal broke the kiss, his head falling back against the pillow as he groaned loudly. "I can't hold on much longer," he panted, his words broken by ragged breaths. "I'm so close."
“me too baby” you say moaning hiding your face in the crook of his neck, nibbling on it. He shivered at your touch, his grip on you tightening as your mouth traced the lines of his neck, your teeth leaving marks that he'd wear like a badge of honor.
"Please, please," he gasped. "I can't... I need... I need you to come with me."He was getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure so intense that it was almost painful. He needed release and he needed you to be there with him. He held you tight against him, his hands roaming over your body, touching you everywhere he could. He was so close, so close...
"Look at me," he said in a voice rough with need. "Open your eyes, look at me."When you finally managed to focus your eyes on him, you could see the raw, intense need in his gaze. He was teetering on the edge, holding back until he could know that you were right, right there with him.
"I love you," he managed to say, the words getting caught in his chest, his breathing coming in shallow, desperate gasps. "I love you so much." Jamal was close, so, so close... He just needed to hear those words from you now.
You moan as you come on top of him, feeling his thrusts getting harder and harder. “I love you too Jamal” you whisper softly. The moment he heard your words, that you were there with him, he let go.
He arched against you, a guttural moan ripping from his throat as he reached the peak, his body shuddering with release. He held you tightly, his arms wrapped around you as if he never wanted to let you go, as he rode out the waves of pleasure."I love you," he repeated again, his voice low and hoarse, filled with emotion.
You smiled and lay on top of him and with one hand you stroked his hair while giving him sweet kisses on his cheek.
He held you close to him, his arms still wrapped around you like a protective cocoon. He let out a long, shuddering breath, his body slowly relaxing as the last tremors of his release faded. Jamal turned his face towards you, his lips finding your forehead, your cheeks, the tip of your nose. Everywhere he could reach.
"You're amazing," he murmured, his voice still a little shaky. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
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kawaiigirly21 · 5 months ago
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I know I'm so SUPER late but I wanna write an Empire story where my oc is the twin of Hakeem and just dealing with her family antics. She won't have much drama on her own but she tries to navigate through her family's. She'll be a singer on the label and regularly team up with Jamal. Definitely a Daddy's girl at heart and the MOST spoiled. She's attached to Cookie once she returns from jail and she practically worships the ground Andre walks on
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fabseg-creator · 4 months ago
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Scooby-Doo concept: Spotty-Doo/The Mystery Kids (from jamal-white-18)
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I've made this edit for @jamal-white-18.
It presents a New Generation of Scooby Team/Mystery Machine crew.
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yesshewritestoo · 5 months ago
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Ungodly Hour, ch. 1
Fallon sat in one of the recording studios with her father and Anika, notebook in hand. She wasn't sure why she was there, since she wasn't the one who would be inside the booth. The one inside the booth was V, one of the artists signed to Empire. Fallon rolled her eyes as V started singing. She didn't have anything against her, she just wished Lucious would actually let her sing the song she helped write. He said it would be a duet, and here Fallon was, on the outside of the booth, listening to V sing solo.
I would tell you that I love you tonight, But I know that I've got time on my side, Where you going? Why you leavin' so soon? Is there somewhere else that's better for you?
"That's not balanced," Lucious told the sound guy, adjusting the levels as V kept singing. Fallon sighed, resting her chin on her fist. It wasn't the sound, it was V. The song lacked emotion. Seemed like Lucious felt the same, since he stopped the track in the middle of her singing. "I need you to sing like you are going to die tomorrow. Like this is the last song you will ever sing. You hear me? Show me your soul in this music." He looked at the sound guy. "Hit it again."
He started the track again, and V picked up where she left off.
I would tell you that I love you tonight, But I know that I've got time on my side, Where you going? Why you leaving so soon? Is there somewhere else that's better for you? What is love, If you're not here with me? What is love, If it's not guaranteed? What is love, If it just ups..?
V stopped singing, waiting for a reaction from Lucious. He was quiet, spaced out. Fallon stood up, putting her hand on her father's shoulder. "Dad." He finally came back, noticing the eyes on him.
"You okay, boss man?" the sound guy asked.
"It's not there yet," Lucious said, standing up.
"Still?" Anika asked, watching him walk.
"Bunkie, wake up," Lucious told his cousin, who was currently having a power nap on one of the couches. "Wake your ass up!" He walked into the booth with V.
"Nik," Fallon called, getting her attention. She stood next to her. "Is Dad okay?" This wasn't the first time Lucious has zoned out in the middle of something. In these last few months, it seemed Lucious had been paying no attention to her at all. He didn't do much of that before, but now he didn't even do the bare minimum.
Anika looked down at Fallon, arms folded. "You know how your father is. He's just stressed," she dismissed. Fallon didn't think that was fully true, but didn't say anything.
"Yeah, I heard we were going public."
"How'd you find out about that?" Fallon looked at Anika with a knowing look. "Becky?" Fallon nodded. That girl couldn't keep a secret to save her life. The two chuckled as Lucious walked out of the booth, telling the sound guy to hit it again, for the third time.
And there it was. The emotion that was missing. She finally pulled it together. She sounded good, as much as Fallon hated to admit it. But V was her friend, so she was happy for her.
"Wow," Fallon smiled.
"She is truly magical," Lucious mused. "I mean, her voice, her lyrics–"
Fallon didn't hear the last part of his sentence. Her lyrics. Her lyrics? Most of the lines V was singing were written by Fallon, and he had the nerve to call the lyrics hers?
"Right," Fallon scoffed, leaving the room.
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"I don't like it," Imani put her hands on her hips. She and Jamal were playing around, making a beat for a song Jamal wrote. Empire was throwing a yacht party, and all of the Lyons were there, enjoying themselves. Andre was walking around with his wife, Ronda, Hakeem was preoccupied with women in bikinis, feeding him shrimp, and Fallon was probably somewhere with Anika.
"What?" Jamal asked, letting the headphones rest on his neck. "You think you can do better than me or somethin'?"
Imani nodded, "Absolutely. May I?"
Jamal chuckled. "A'ight," he nodded. "Go for it."
Imani pulled her locs up into a ponytail as Jamal slid over on the seat in front of the piano. "I would do something like this." She played a few notes as Jamal held the headphones in between them so they both could hear the music. She smiled, seeing her brother bopping his head to the new beat.
Jamal nodded his head, smiling. "Okay," he nudged Imani. "I like that."
"You're welcome," Imani stood from the seat, seeing Hakeem coming down the stairs.
"Don't get cocky, now," Jamal chuckled.
"Empire state of mind," Hakeem started, making his way down the stairs. "Let's go!" He danced his way over to the soundboard. Imani laughed as the two shared the soundboard, moving in sync as they made a beat together.
Things are looking up, I'm ready for tonight, I feel good, real good, Can't nobody hold me down, I'm gonna take advantage of, All these flashing lights, Cause it's the best time, the best time for it, We can do it,
Imani laughed, moving away from the soundboard over to Jamal. She pulled her phone up to her lips, using it as a makeshift microphone.
Can't nobody tie me down, If you want I got it, Tomorrow's not promised,
Jamal laughed, looking up at his sister. She just read the lyrics for the song five minutes before they started playing around. And there she was, singing it like she wrote it. Just completely care free. He loved to see it.
So live inside the mo...ment, Tell me, what are we waiting for? Oh, what the hell are we waiting for?
Imani looked up at the balcony, seeing the oldest Lyon, Andre, standing there, looking over them with Ronda. She smiled, throwing them a wave. Andre gave a nod, and Ronda smiled down at her.
Hakeem moved away from the soundboard, adjusting the hat on his head. He stepped around Imani, starting to freestyle.
Yo, Mal, Yo, when I was five years old, I realized there was a road at the end, Pretty girls, cars and bank rolls, Gold and platinum plaques...
Imani danced around, making her way to the front of the piano. She sat down next to Jamal, watching his fingers glide across the keys. Hakeem continued freestyling.
Gotta believe in yourself and gotta know your worth, I did it clean as a whistle, stayed away from dirt, Ah, I told you I'mma get it, Everybody, they talkin' I dreamt about how I'm livin' Reality was written, I put effort in my vision, That's why I hustle so hard, To be the best that ever did it, oh!
Hakeem snatched the sunglasses off of his face, looking at his siblings. Those three were a force to be reckoned with whenever they sang together. If Fallon was with them, she'd add a whole new dimension to the sound with her enchanting, almost siren-like voice. Those four together would send Empire off the charts, if Lucious ever gave Jamal, Imani, and Fallon the time of day.
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izzygabriella · 22 days ago
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These are my ocs from GL2! The ocs are from my universe Galaxi’s World and their names are listed in the tags in order of the pics (top to bottom) This class is 4A (yes, these are fourth graders)
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blossysartgobrr · 22 days ago
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Happy new yuri🫶
Introducing Mia (ginger) and Sophie (bubble hair), best friends to girlfriends
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More of them can be found on my ToyHouse💞
Close ups and alts are under the cut
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cherry-lovely-artist · 7 months ago
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Jamal 💚👦🏽⚽
He's an orphan boy who loves soccer and he lives in the World of Disney.
Name: Jamal Gender: Male Age: 11 Species: Human Height: 3'9 Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Brown Skin: A Little Light Brown Home: World of Disney Personality: Friendly, Innocent, Polite, Brave, Comforting, Understanding, and Kind Likes: Mickey and his friends, Magic, Having fun, Soccer, Dancing, Having fun, Finna and her friends, Hugs, Parties, Having friends, Beautiful things and places, Comforting his friends, Nice people, and Adventures Dislikes: Bullies, Evil, Darkness, Bad guys, Seeing his friends sad, Pete aka Peg-Leg Pete, and Green beans Powers/Abilities: Speed / Strength / Very Good Soccer Playing Skills / A Little Cooking Skills Fun Facts:
He is African American and only speaks English
His favorite foods is grilled cheese and tomato soup
His favorite drink is grape juice
His favorite dessert is butter pecan ice cream
He is an orphan. When he's a baby, his mother put him by the doorstep at the orphanage and leaves him after knock the door. He been in the orphanage for 10 years now and yeah.
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beartimi · 10 months ago
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imma try stop drawing them
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bl00dst41ned · 7 months ago
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guys this musiala fic on wattpad??? I'm sorry this is amazing
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boyybites · 1 year ago
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They winter together.
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real-godzekiel · 9 months ago
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sorry about reposting this on Tumblr and I hope it doesn't make me feel like an attention whore. It's more of me being scared that once a platform's down my stuff will be lost. I am data hoarder
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insidekatmind · 10 days ago
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Masterlist
William Saliba
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Love at first sight
Jamal Musiala
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Early morning
Mason Greenwood
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His favorite
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phylliswaterbury · 11 months ago
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sodiri voice "I mightve fucked up teehee" (not my ocs)
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ambernotember · 21 days ago
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Day 34: Complex
Jamal silently cursed the fact that both Josh and Maddie had the day off today. And the fact that he’d asked Sue about taking on more shift supervisor responsibilities, and that she’d agreed.
“Linda, put out the call to the 133 and the 147 as well,” he called out, surveying the apartment complex’s layout. “Will, can you call the nearest RAs? Five at least, more if you can.”
Both Linda and Will responded in the affirmative.
“Lina, have we heard from Air Support yet? I want water and medevac ready to go if we need them.”
He catches Sue out of the corner of his eye. She nods and gives him a subtle thumbs up. He’s got this.
(@118dailydrabble)
on ao3
(more drabbles)
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