#so soft teehee

[creepypastalemonbloglol]

Splendorman x Reader

We love an innocent bean turned into a slut, at least I do XD. I used, like, semi-fandom Splendorman for this with a couple twists.

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Splendor hummed happily while you waited patiently for a package. Splendorman silently read a book you got him about how to deal with OCD. He has a lot of odd habits due to his OCD, including one you find kinda annoying, he'll hum every time he flips a page, you don't know why but he just does. There was a knock on the door, and you smiled when Splendor got up to opened the door. He said hi, signed the paper, said hi again, took the box, said hi again then closed the door, locking it, he doubled checked and went over. It's pretty severe but he's learning to live with it. His brothers tend to tease him over it, not Slender though, he's informed on this sort of thing. Offender is especially mean, he'll deliberately unlock the door when Splendor isn't looking, and he'll have checked twenty times or so and start crying. Splendor opened the box, and you shook from your thoughts, smiling. He stared, pulling out a outfit. "Uh, what's this?" Splendor asked.

You smiled and he looked at you. You took the outfit and unfolded it to show a leather harness with some silk, knee high socks and a silk, men's thong. He stared at the leash that came with it curiously. He then saw a second, smaller box in the box.

"Ah ah, nope, you'll see that later, now go put that on." you said.

Splendor seemed stunned.

"This? But I'll be cold, what even is it?" he asked.

You kissed his cheek and smiled.

"...Okay.." he said, confused.

He went to put it on, confused. You opened the smaller box to show a pair of sex cuffs, a blind fold, a ball gag, and a vibrating dildo as well as lube. You giggled evilly, staring. You put them back in the box. Soon Splendor came back out, confused. You smiled excitedly as he stood there. You giggled and he blushed. "I'm starting to wonder if this sexual." he said.

You froze and laughed. He blushed harder. "I'll take that as a yes." he laughed.

You walked over and took the leash from him before clipping it onto the front of the harness. He stared and gasped when her jerked him onto his knees. He looked up, blushing.

"Hi.." he said.

You smiled. "Hi." you answered.

You quickly rushed him to his office, smiling. You got the box and smiled. You went to his office where he stood nervously.

"You ready?" you asked. He looked at you.

"Uh, yeah?" he said.

You smiled and had him get onto his knees again. You quickly cuffed him and blindfolded him. He shivered at your soft touched as you got the blindfold tight. "Is this the BDSM stuff we talked about this week, cause if so I kinda like it." he said, smiling.

You laughed and put the gag on him, making him yelp. "Yep." you purred.

He shivered when you got the leash and tugged him close. You smiled and rubbed his face, giggling. He blushed a little and squirmed. "'M 'ol'." he said around the gag. (I'm cold) You tightened the gag a bit and he mumbled around it. You can tell he's nervous cause he's talking a lot. You knelt down behind him and rubbed his lower back. "Do you trust me?" you asked him.

He got silent and nodded. "Okay, then relax." you said.

He leaned into you, and you smiled. Kissing his neck. "Good boy." you said.

You started to rub his groin, humming. He bucked his hips into your hand, groaning around the gag a bit. You laughed and he whined. You rubbed his bare chest, smiling. You got in front of him, sucking softly on his nipple. He gasped around the gag, jerking. You smiled and rubbed it. He relaxed, blushing heavily. You continued to grope his growing hard on. He whined and fought the cuffs a little but stopped when you jerked on the leash. "Are you a good boy?" you asked.

He nodded, blushing. You smiled and got the vibrating dildo. It has a suction cup on the bottom, so you secured it on the floor. You smiled and got some lubed on your fingers. "You ready?" you asked.

He seemed to try ask something, but you slipped a finger in, and he yelped, his back arching when you curled your finger. He shivered and whined, drool running down his chin because he couldn't swallow around the gag. You smiled and slipped another finger in. He squirmed and gasped when he accidently made you hit his prostate. Soon you felt he was ready, and you got lube on the toy, stroking it carefully. Then you led him to the toy.

"Carefully sit on the dildo." you said.

He yelped when he felt it insert a bit. He slipped down on it and moaned loudly when he did. You grabbed the remote and turned it on. He jerked forward, shaking.

"Ride it." you said.

He whined and did as he was told, moaning loudly. You turned it up a little making his whimper. You took the gag off and smiled at the sounds he was making. "Does that feel good?" you asked.

Splendor whined before answering. "M-More.." Splendor begged.

You smiled widely and turned it up making him gasp, he started to ride it faster. You took his cock out and stroked it. You put the gag on, and Splendor desperately rode the toy. You took your pants and underwear off, smiling because you know he'll be shocked by this. You went to find a condom you turned to see Splendor growling violently as he rode the toy. You smiled and put the condom on him. You then slowly took his length inside you, smiling. He gasped, throwing his head back. You started to ride him, smiling as your falling body made the toy dig deep inside him. You struggled with the cuffs a little but ignore it. The blindfold slipped a bit, and you stared happily. Splendor admired you for a bit before you jerked the blindfold back, tugging on the leash. He whimpered around the gag, speeding up. You chuckled, turning the toy all the way up. You felt your face slowly getting hot as Splendor speed up. Drool dripped from his chin onto your thigh and you laughed.

"Look at my vulgar little boy." you said.

Splendor rested his head on your chest. You put a hand on his head, moaning loudly. Splendor groaned, tensing up. You tensed around him at this sudden stop but didn't stop moving. Splendor whined and relaxed as you came to. You got off his length and took the gag and blindfold off. "T-Turn the vibrator off." Splendor begged.

You smiled and he whined, shaking. "Just a little longer." you said.

Splendor made a noise kind of like a sob but still moved a bit, whimpering and whining. You took the condom off him and threw it in the trash. You tugged a bit on the leash, making him move harshly on the toy. You started to slowly turn it down until you turned it off. Splendor got off the toy and laid down, panting. "Ag-Again?" he whined. "Maybe another day, you need to rest silly." you said.

Splendor whined and sighed, curling up. You started to take everything off and went to get a shower ready.

[milkybishop]

"- but with whom can you sit in water?"

and who can hop in the bath with you to make a show of not caring about your tattoos, and how can you not find it hard to hide your disdain at the attempt.

because either this is a trap you have blindly walked into again . . . or he really does love you and could have loved you all this time. and despite all that-

you cannot turn from the path that you are on.

[kenchann]

soft tail pillows

[eatsbooks]

biblically accurate progression of reading kr ch9

“i’m going to need some help standing up.”

“i miss you. i miss our conversations.”

“you keep overturning all my plans.”

“yes, uncle.”

[acearohippo]

I love fandoms, especially witnessing what fans take away from source material and how fans interpret it based on their experiences. Not to mention the stark difference of interaction between new fans, casual fans, experienced fans, and long-term fans.

I say this because the SVSSS fandom has continuously fascinated me in insisting in discussions that there are parallels between Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe (tell don't show), but in their fanworks, I just see parallels between Luo Binghe and Yue Qingyuan (show don't tell).

And it's not even (fully) a case where they're blending character personalities because they want what the other dynamic has, it's just how the characters are based on canon in two different timelines.

All of this to say, perhaps original draft PIDW (NOT original!PIDW nor pre!SY PIDW which are completely different) was supposed to revolve around the dynamic between SJ and YQY vs SJ and LBH. Perhaps YQY was to be the last hour mastermind, the true foil to LBH.

And fandom is just circling this idea without realising it because, once again, the unreliable narrator that is SY has already convinced this fandom that any version of SJ has to be a/the villain, regardless if it's through his own actions or baseless rumours.

Warning, run-on sentence ahead.

I don't know, mans, but it's gotta mean something that LBH and YQY have such similar life beats of being orphaned and having a tough life but remaining kind/compassionate because they had someone to live for until they didn't which left them empty until they found (or refound in YQY's case) one (1) man to obsess over in an uncomfortably intrusive way with no regards for his feelings and rejections, eventually reaching a position as the most powerful being in existence with a huge caveat that their sword is 83% of that power and is slowly killing them which did nothing to soften said man of their obsession's into showing them kindness leading to the ultimate confrontation between the two in which only one could survive and keep their obsession, not that it mattered because neither of them got to experience his feelings reciprocated, except in another timeline where the same things are happening until their obsession suddenly stops rejecting their (still intrusive) advances even if he is acting a bit silly, but hey take advantage while you can and take advantage they did because now they have that reciprocated feeling (except one still "won" as he gets to keep him for himself) and be thankful that all it took was, in their perspective, a near death fever that drastically changed his personality and most likely left him crippled in some other way, preventing their obsession from not NOT needing them anymore, all-in-all fulfilling their desire to be relied upon again, hooray! 😋😁✌🏽

In all seriousness, at the end of the day people are going to draw connections between characters that fit whatever narrative they understood from the story. SVSSS fandom just seems to be trying to convince others of one narrative while believing on a deeper level of another narrative. It's amusing and makes following the fandom fun.

[asbestos-11]

matchy matchy

[caycanteven]

Here's an adorable commission for @zigh-jace! Love seeing something that makes Bal smile! ❤️🫶

[ioniansunsets]

✖ Hwei Painting Reader ✖

✖ Hwei Painting Reader ✖

✖ Word Count: 1.5k

✖ Tags: Established R/S

✖ A/N: I've seen all the voicelines and read his content we ARE HWEI LUKAI SIMPS NOW LETS GO BABES!!!!!!!! I still can't believe this took 3 days to write because I kept re-reading and re-writing things to try to make it less OOC.

I also super kin him as a college student in an arts school. Yes my love, lets stay up to 11am rushing an uninspired assignment together surviving off coffee and instant noodles. Oh no am I triggering a school au thought for Hwei.....maybe......

Oh more art student thoughts, I headcanon his paintings to be like Henri Matisse! He is a Fauvist! I know for a fact !This man will use every single color that exists to paint his world just as he imagines it, who cares what his teachers say! That green stripe on his lover's forehead is meant to be there! Fuck the critics!

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You had been sitting here for an hour by now, Hwei telling you how badly he wanted to- No. Needed to capture your beauty in the orange hues of the setting sun.

How inspired he was seeing you walk past the window in his studio as you two returned from a walk. The way the light glows as it hit your hair, how your body silhouetted against the glass, the way the shadows cast on the floor just was so perfect in framing sanctity of the moment.

Slowly Hwei walks over, hands soft as they feel your face. Gently, the tips of his fingers trail down from your eyes to your cheeks and finally stopping at your lips. His three favorite parts of your face, all so important in showing him your emotions.  An almost lamentable smile crossing his face as he looks down and walks back to the canvas situated slightly further away. You could usually understand him but, sometimes you wish you could understand what darkness held him back.

" I'm always blessed to have such a masterpiece like you love me. How such beauty flourishes besides my despair."

Hwei pauses, thinking of the right words. His hand rising to rest on his chin as he looks around, everywhere but you.

" It eludes me. Yet, it fills me with such honor at the same time."

Hwei speaks to you soft, voice trailing off as he thinks, slowly nodding. The lightest of pink undertones suddenly rising to his cheeks as he thinks again about what he just said.

Oh how he so dearly appreciates your bright existence in his life. Eyes not daring to meet your own for his heart is already threatening to explode just from that brief touch earlier. Emotions were always such an important part of art, he cherishes how you inspire him this way, just seeing your beauty in the world fills him with image after image to paint and bring to life.

You however, notice anyway, his feelings that he tries to hide away from you. The way the colors in his eyes change, another telltale sign of the way you affect him. Your own cheeks now dusted with the same soft pink on his.

You smile, sitting still on the window sill, a soft glow from the setting sun illuminating you from behind as you watch your lover paint. A sight that never stops amazing you, the way his magic throws colors onto the canvas, mixing together to create such visually stunning images, you were so sure those purples and greens don't exist in shadows yet somehow you know he would make it look like the rainbows were there all along.

" You know I only shine this bright because you care for me so, Hwei."

" Ah... Don't flatter me this way, your beauty is your own. I can never make something that really captures your brilliance on a canvas like this. But alas, I believe I have the skills to at least capture my emotions for you down in this one."

You watch on, another hour had passed. The sun had long set, instead, the moonlight and soft glow of the lamp overhead lights up your partner's features as the corners of his lips curl up into a smile. Unable to hold back his excitement as the empty canvas slowly fills up with color and form. His hands gracefully gliding across the scene, you watch how his clothes move around him, how the shadows move on his exposed collar as his arm raises to work. His hair bouncing behind him as he paces around, making sure he views you from every angle, catching all the important details to this moment. His eyes darting back and forth from your form to his canvas. After a while, the finishing touches finally placed, he steps back and gives a relieved sigh. He was usually so hard on himself to create perfection, but when it comes to a portraiture of you, he can't help but agree he made a masterpiece. You were stunning, so anything made in your image was stunning to him too.

" Take a look."

Hwei walks to your side, hand out for support as you held onto it and hopped off the windowsill. He guides you to the canvas, hand gently resting on the dip of your lower back. Eventually he moves to stand behind you, resting his head on your shoulder, arms now around you in a hug from behind. You can feel his anxiety, the silence in the air heavy as you carefully consider his work, a slight tremble in his grip around your waist. Of course, you only have good things to say about it, he's an art prodigy if you've ever seen one. Avant Garde work but undeniably breathtaking. As you finally look at the completed work in front of you, you were pleasantly surprised to see how once again, he left your breathless with just how he sees you.

" I can't lie Hwei, this is amazing. Everything you make is amazing to me I could never wield colors the way you do. To think that this was how you saw me."

As you speak you can feel him heat up against your back, his head slowly tilting down as he hides his face into the crook of your neck. His art of you was just one of the small ways he tries to show you his love.

" Thank you."

He whispers softly into your skin. You giggle softly, reaching up to rest your hand against his. After placing a soft kiss on the corner where your clothes meet your skin, he pulls away to stand in front of you, eyes finally meeting yours as you catch sight of gold flecks floating across his irises. He was so visibly happy to just be here, to see you happy with his work. Hwei takes a deep breath. Calming himself as he looks at you, taking in the sight of you in front of him, you can tell how his thoughts were flooding him as the two of you stood there in comfortable silence before he finally speaks.

" My dear, you bring out the light in me no matter how much it dims.

How you seem to quell that darkness is beyond me. I see so many colors when I'm with you...

The reds of your passionate love, the soft yellow of your happiness when were together, the lingering orange of comfort that you have around me all the time. And that is not even touching the blues and purples when you watch me work with amazement."

Hwei reaches out to you, one hand caressing your cheek while the other reaches around your waist to pull you in. You laugh, watching how his eyes swirl, reds fading into yellows briefly before oranges transform before your eyes into cool blues and purples as he describes you, his usually melancholic smile warping into a warm bright one.

Your heart begins to race, something about how the shadows on his face visibly lighten with his smile, paired with the excitement bubbling out of him as he exposes his precious thoughts to you. How you wish you had a way to capture this moment just as he did by painting you.

He leans forward slowly, resting his forehead against yours as his gaze casts downwards, watching your lips, taking in the curve, the way it moves as they part to breathe. He was just so taken in by you.

" May I kiss you?"

He asks, barely a whisper, somehow still seemingly uncertain in this partnership that you two have had for so long. His gaze slowly moving back up to your eyes as he awaits your answer.

" I am forever baffled by how you always ask first. You know I'd always welcome your love."

You offer him a soft chuckle, the sparkle in your eyes further reassuring him of your sentiments.

You could never say no to his sweet affections, he was always so careful with you, so gentle, so soft. You were but the most precious thing in his life after all, a blindingly bright beacon of hope in his darkest hours. A stunning jewel of ever changing colors in the light of his mundane existence. If the painting that sits at arms length from you is a testament to anything, you knew he was oh so in love with you.

Hwei lets out a small laugh of his own.

" I just like the reassuring comfort of your answer."

As he finishes his sentence, he leans forward, closing that tiny gap between your lips. You smile into the kiss, you can't help it, the feeling of his dry, chapped lips against yours was so endearing. You note to remind him to hydrate later, almost forgetting how he just spent two hours non-stop painting you with fervent passion.

As he pulls away, Hwei holds you closer to him, pressing your body against his in a tight hug. A satisfied sigh escaping him.

" I love you."

" I love you too."

[scealaiscoite]

pride month prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— “i know you’re pretty private about your identity, but i was wondering if you’d like to something small with me just to mark the occasion?”

— “i found this with your flag on it, and it made me think of you.”

— “the parade is on this weekend, do you think you’d like to go with me?”

— “did you really get a rainbow bandana for the dog/cat?”

— “last year you got plastered and sang lady gaga for an hour straight at karaoke, so i can’t wait to see what this year holds.”

— “i’ll never need a reason to show the world how much i love you.”

— “i understand that you want to be supportive and i appreciate that, but is covering the house in pride flag bunting really the way to go?”

— “come on, it’s just a drag brunch! who doesn’t like drag brunches?!”

— “i was thinking we could go out somewhere nice for date night this week. you know, just for the month that’s in it.”

[zee-thezebra1]

"Look At The Monster I've Become"

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Felt angsty lol

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[boredcoldandhungry]

If there was one thing Nico was grateful for, it was his planning period. Everyday between teaching second period AP US history and fourth period art history he could reply to angry emails, indulge into his candy stash, grade, write angry emails, refill his water, and go to the bathroom.

He had somehow ended up with the same exact schedule from one term to the next. He followed his second period out to run some arrends around the school and was scared shitless when his room was occupied with about 10 freshman. Two things were frightening about this, A: he didn't have a class third period, B: he didn't teach freshman at all this term (he could tell they were freshman, they had the scared look in their eyes).

"Woah you guys can't be in here, get to class!" He urged, slamming his stack of copies onto his desk.

"Uhm, this is our class," one of the braver ones said, " aren't you Mr. -" she knit her eyebrows together and glared at her schedule, "Di Angelo-Solace?"

Nico took a deep breath. "What class do you guys think you're in?"

The same girl, they're leader apparently, responded. "Honors English 9?"

It took all Nico had in him to not point at the various historical posters on his walls and the whiteboard dedicated to Italian verbs. He in no way taught English.

He took a deep breath (again). "There are two Mr. Di Angelo-Solaces in this school. I teach history and Italian, the other one teaches english. Go upstairs to room 302. I'll call him and let you know you're all coming."

The leader of the bunch seemed confused, but not confused enough to ask questions. She quickly gathered her things and walked out the door, causing everyone else to follow her.

Nico sighed and sat down at his desk. He knew Will had his cell off during work hours so he reached to the hardly used landline on his desk and dialed Will's classroom.

"Hel-lo" a sing-songy voice responded.

Nico smiled at the voice, "Hi love, it's me, sorry to bother I know it's syllabus day."

"It's no prob, what's up?"

"Missing half your class?"

"Yup. Got em?"

"Yup I just sent them up. Throw them a solid and don't mark them tarty. My fault I wasn't in the room when they first came in. I think I also generally scared them."

"Okay, will do, love you."

''Love you too, hun."

Nico put the phone back in it's holder and gave a soft sigh, turning to his desktop and opening his email.

next part

[evanescentsun]

SSBDAY2 | Time Capsule

During spring cleaning with the Uzumaki, Sarada unexpectedly comes across a picture that Nanadaime took post-mission after seeing how Sasuke n Sakura fell asleep like that<3

[cannibl-canine]

Regretavator OC with a side of Scottish Highland Cow Banhammer, both my new favorite things in the whole wide world C:

I FOUND A WAY TO TOLERATE COLORING LETS GOOOOOOo

[thedeadthree]

-`. introducing LILIA LAURENT and the band two headed mother.

for @infamous-if featuring @umbertors dead romantics ! 🎸 -`. THIS IS TWO HEADED MOTHER // -`. GOOD BAD IDEA

(TEMPLATES: 1 . 2 . 3 // COLORING // BACKGROUND)

TAGLIST (please feel welcome to ask to be tagged or removed!): @fragilestorm, @griffin-wood, @risingsh0t, @florbelles, @marivenah, @kingsroad, @roofgeese !

[karkatvantasasslesschaps]

DDDDDDD: So you DO write!! I see you everywhere with your beautiful and wholesome comments and I was desperately trying to find your own writings, WHERE DO YOU POST THEM?? I WANT TO READ THEM BIGUEZBUIgbeugbezbgez

*cough*

Could you tell us more about 05/19? Since it’s considered finished, I’m staring at you <>_<>

wAAAAAA THANK YOU YOUR WRITING IS SO EXCELLENT IM CRYYYYY the answer is uhhhh I haven't posted anything anywhere kjdfsjkdjk i just got into naruto this year (girlfriend finally talked me into watching habhbshdksdjk) and with it ive gotten back into writing for the first time since i was like 14 aNYwAYS

05/19 is a really short little blurb about Gaara introducing Lee to Shinki (>/////< " ) im a huge gaalee enjoyer and i love the idea of them raising a family together even if it might be too politically complex for that to actually happen shhhh i love being self indulgent kdjsdkj

this is the first time ive shared my writing with anyone other than my girlfriend in like 10 years be gentle with me hbdhfbdkdkkdlkf

small snippet be upon u:

"I have someone I would like you to meet." Lee could hear the gentle fondness in Gaara's voice as he spoke. In their letters Gaara had written at length about the young boy born with the iron sand kekkei genkai, orphaned in the war, whom Gaara had taken in as his own. With little, hesitant steps a tiny figure stepped from behind Gaara's back. He didn’t cling to Gaara as any other five year old would to their father, but Lee could imagine quite easily how those simple gestures of affection and trust come with time. Shinki had not yet been adopted for a year. Lee lit up, but tried to keep his excitement under control to not make the little boy feel uncomfortable or pressured. He had only seen him in a few scant photos sent with letter, but he had heard so much about him. He found he loved him already.

i hav so many feelings about gaara and lee being dads and giving their children the love and support they didnt get as children themselves ok im sof t

[faunandfloraas]

Aren't you supposed to bias seungmin? so why do you make gifs of other members

me if it was illegal to make gifs of other members ^^