#so sorry againnnnnn

[ectoregression]

Could you please draw Caregiver!Porrim and Regressor!Rose (Age 1-3) Porrim is reading her a bedtime story?

hi anon im so sorry this took so long!! ive been on artblockkkkkk, so so sorryyyyyy!!! i hope this is alright. i really enjoyed this request and as soon as i get off of art block ill try a re do!!!!! hearts! <3

[emry-stars-art]

IMPORTANT QUESTION

Before I start thinking about ordering anything for my next shop opening, I need to get a feel for the interest on these 👀 and if you feel really strongly about them maybe share the poll so we can get a wider selection and a better idea of how many people would be interested?

[artsycloudysleepy]

Dew-how has your day been?

she's not being tormented by her creator (for the moment) at least! dew is likely to pass out in a bush from caffiene overdose tho :D

lil' bonus! the two types of stress balls: stress ball, and Ball of Stress. know the difference before you buy one at your local store; one relies on elastic, the other on caffiene and self-hatred. very different needs

Transcription of first drawing under cut :)

(also @mylackofgrammaristerrifying hiya once again, hope you're doing good!! feel free to send in an ask for my sillies if you want, but absolutely np if you don't want to, won't mention it again! may dew absorb the worries for you with ✨coffee✨)

Dew [socially anxious and on 12 cups of coffee]: Uh, n-not too bad?... I guess...? Thanks f-for asking...

[latestdreamgirl]

i think i get why doom hates him so much .

[bkgml]

ex bf againnnnnn!

(cw! mentions of vomit but nothing descriptive)

i wish i wasn’t shadow banned so more ppl could see this cause i worked hard!! :(

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10:47pm

yn: hey

katsuki nearly dropped his phone.

“bakugou man, why’re you so quiet?”

bakugou sighed deeply, rolled his shoulders and opened his mouth to speak.

“uh it’s nothing. none of your business.” he shrugs him off.

but sero already made his way behind him.

“bro, yn texted you?!” he calls out.

dropped jaws from around him make the boy seethe.

“i told you to mind your business!” he yells.

ignoring his friends screams, kirishima sees through bakugous facade.

“you gonna text her?” he asks calmly.

bakugou meets his eyes and sighs again.

“probably.” he groans.

“dude, what the hell! you were torn up for months after that breakup!” kaminari pipes in.

but he’s already typing.

10:59pm

suki: why are you texting me?

yn: sorry if i woke you up

suki: you didn’t

yn: can i call you?

he pauses again and the boys have now made their way to surround his phone.

“you guys are like fuckin hyenas.” he frowns.

“are you gonna call her?” kirishima says.

bakugou takes a moment to think before groaning and getting up.

“it could be an emergency.” he mumbles out before opening the door to kirishimas room to stand out in the hall.

*incoming call from ‘suki’*

your breath catches in your throat before you make your shaking thumb press the answer button.

“hi.” you speak shakily.

you pray he chooses to ignore the upset tone in your voice and he does.

“hey.” he replies calmly.

“um. were you asleep?” you ask.

“no, i was with the idiots.”

he hears you laugh lightly through the speakers.

“why’d you text me?” he asks after a beat of silence.

“well, i uh.” you laugh again, a habit you have when you’re nervous.

“i don’t feel well.” you say.

he pauses and starts tapping his foot.

“how’s that my problem? i’m not your boyfriend anymore.” he says, sounding meaner than he intended.

you sigh shakily and he can practically hear the tears forming in your waterline.

“yeah, um… i know that. it’s just i really can’t sleep.” you mumble, afraid of his reply.

“what do you want me to do about it?”

the pause is long before you speak again.

“god this is so embarrassing.” you whine, letting an uncomfortable laugh slip through your lips.

“just say it, alright?… it’s fine.” he says quietly.

“okay um… can i sleep in your bed with you? we don’t even need to make contact or anything.. i just feel like shit and it’s so hard to sleep without you.” you whisper.

he takes a second to think over his answer. if he’s being honest he was hoping you’d say something like that. he hasn’t had a good nights sleep since you broke up either. but on the other hand you’re broken up. he shouldn’t be doing this.

“are you still there, kugo?” you interrupt his train of thought.

he breathes deeply though his nose and blinks away some tears that are trying to form at the use of the nickname.

“uh yeah. just thinkin.” he replies, shakily.

“you really don’t need to let me. i only asked cause i’m really desperate and we didn’t end on terrible terms, you know?” you say quietly.

he rakes a hand through his hair and sighs.

“how bad is it?” he says.

“huh?”

“is it just a cold, or what?” he confirms.

“oh um, i have a high fever and i keep throwing up. sorry if that’s gross i just know you don’t get sick because of your quirk. i can’t ask any of my friends they’ll get sick.” you say.

he groans deeply while pinching the bridge of his nose. you guys are broken up, why does he still care?

“meet me outside my dorm in 5 minutes, and im not doing this shit again.” he mumbles out.

he hears you whine and sniff, feeling a tug on his heartstrings.

“thanks, kugo.” you say as your voice wobbles.

“don’t keep me waiting.” he replies.

the two of you hang up and he groans at the thought of having to tell the idiots.

he opens the door and steps inside.

“hey, so what’d she say?” kirishima asks.

“nothin. i’m going to bed.” bakugou grumbles.

“you sure?”

“yeah, fuck off.” he says as he steps back outside.

he heads back to his room and steps inside.

he made sure to get here before you so he could clean up some things he’s not so proud of.

the framed picture of you he’s never taken off his desk, the small bottle of perfume that rests on his nightstand and your shirt that sits on your side of the bed.

he can’t sleep on your side anymore.

he stashed them all in one of his desk drawers before hearing a knock on his door.

“here goes.” he whispers lowly to himself.

he opens the door to see you standing there.

face red and covered in tear stains, bed head, deep eye bags, lips plush and bitten and his hoodie draped on your form. you’re biting your nails, another habit you have when you’re nervous.

“hi.” you say with watery eyes, bringing the sleeve of his hoodie up to wipe the tears that are threading to fall onto your cheeks.

“hey.” he says, pushing the door open wider.

you step inside hesitantly, before getting a waft of nausea and sprinting into katsuki’s bathroom.

“yn?!” he calls, running after you.

he finds you hunched over the toilet.

“hey…” he says, walking over to you and kneeling beside you.

he’s hesitant but he does start to rub your back and clasp your hair in his hand to keep it out of the way.

“it’s alright, let it out. katsukis here.” he says, soothingly.

“hurts…” you whine.

he chuckles quietly.

“i know, swe-“ he cuts himself off, praying you didn’t hear the beginning of the pet name.

you sit up once your done and he sees fresh tears sliding down your face.

“that was a nice icebreaker, huh?” he smiles while he wipes your tears.

“oh yeah, me throwing up. great icebreaker.” you smile back as you lean into his touch.

“better now?” he asks.

you nod slowly before your face crumples up with disgust.

“i still have your extra toothbrush, come on.” he says as he helps you up.

you steady yourself once you’re on your feet.

“thanks, kugo.” you smile brightly.

he has to turn away from your bright smile and your cheery nickname.

“let’s just get you in bed.” he replies.

he waits for you to brush your teeth. while you were together he’d be doing it for you, you sitting on the counter with your legs around his waist and your hand holding his.

he blinks away tears that haven’t even formed yet at the thought of how things used to be.

“bed?” you ask sweetly once you finish brushing your teeth.

he nods and resists the urge to bring you by the hand into his bed so he can hold you until you feel better.

he walks into his room and heads into his bed.

he pats your side of the bed and you bite your nails again before slipping under the sheets with your ex boyfriend.

you turn towards each other but make no move to touch each other.

“you tired?” he asks when he sees your drooping eyes.

you nod and wipe your tears with his sleeve once again.

“why’re you crying?” he asks.

you sniff and snuggle deeper into the sheets of his bed.

“im sorry i made you take care of me.” you cry.

he lets a sigh through his nose.

“i know.” he says and he doesn’t resist the urge to cup your cheek to comfort you.

you whine and lean into his hand again.

“get some rest, yeah? katsuki’s here.”

he’s here. you’re okay.

you repeat those phrases in your mind as you close your eyes and drift off into a calm sleep.

once he knows your asleep he presses a lingering kiss to your head as he finally lets a single tear fall from his eye.

11:37pm

kirishima: hey bro, why’d you leave so early?

bakugou: none of your business.

kirishima: don’t tell me she’s there

bakugou: shut up.

kirishima: bro

bakugou: even if she is here it’s none of your fucking business

kirishima: im just saying you wore torn up for months about her

bakugou: it’s not like we fucked. she’s sick.

kirishima: are you sure?

bakugou: yes now fuck off.

he puts his phone back on the nightstand and ignores the buzzing of his friends protests.

staring up at the ceiling he sighs before he feels rustling from beside him.

you make your way from beside him to resting on top of him with your limbs tangled with his.

he inhales a shaky breath as he wraps an arm around you and kisses your cheeks.

he feels you hug him tighter and he stiffens.

“miss you…” he hears you mumble.

he pauses.

“miss you too, baby.” he calls out in the silence of his bedroom.

[itsgrimeytime]

Magnolia in May (Part Thirty) || Rick Grimes (TWD) x Greene!f!reader Regency AU

Parts 1-20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29...

Taglist: @loliakeoghan23 @curlycarley @queenie32 @mgparker @misatmosfear

rick grimes taglist: @golden-hoax @mgparker

AVAILABLE ON AO3

Inspiration (in honor of Speak Now Taylor's Version): Enchanted by Taylor Swift.

Summary: Your town was small, not the smallest you knew, but anyone of high fortune was the gossip of the week. Predictably, Richard Grimes was a thing of whispers -rumors of a search for marriage among the grassy hills. You weren't one to buy into town gossip, but something about him... just seemed a little too intriguing.

TW: steamy againnnnnn (sorry) (just some good old-fashioned making out).

[[A/N: Just found this gif.... the lord's work. Oh my god. Y'all this might be about kissing again :)))), kinda sorta. Thanks for reading !!! ]]

The day of your proposal was a quite busy one, you'll admit. Not that you had a lot to do, but getting a portrait painted was no light work, you were to sit still for hours -the painter posed you rather eloquently, but still you were drawn to such aches and pains.

That is to say, you hadn't been properly alone with Mr. Grimes since the proposal. Your duties were far unfulfilled then, and then, the planning had started, and although you saw him frequently, it wasn't alone.

And Headmistress was nearly on your last nerve-

So, that brought you to your current predicament -a day of planning and Mr. Grimes had noticed such tensions and took you to walk through the hallways. You'd taken to asking about the rooms, what was in them, what they were for, if people were in there often-

"Mr. Grimes," you questioned, clearing your throat and pointing to the door on the left, "-what of that one?"

If he knew of your intentions, he didn't say anything.

"An old office," he hummed, "-only people who see it are those who clean it in the morning."

"Do they clean it any other time?"

"Because of lack of use, no," he answered you, looking at you a little puzzled -apparently he didn't know of such intentions after all.

"Well," you spoke with a little bit of a false chipper -only noticeable to those who didn't know you, "-I'd love to see it."

"Why?" he laughed, confused, "-it's just an old office, darlin'. Nothin' to see."

"I'd just love a personal tour," you teetered, still smiling but something in your eyes was far different than politeness -you wished to kiss him after all.

"Why?" he repeated, turning to completely face you.

"Must you always ask why?" you remarked, pulling him into your side and approaching the door with uttermost haste.

The doorknob was the kind that creaked when you opened it, truly showing the amount it was used. If you didn't believe him, you surely would have now.

It was floor-to-ceiling bookcases on every wall, and unlike Mr. Grimes's office, it had no windows, only books. If you were there to truly look at the room, you would've enjoyed brushing your fingers over the books, guessing what wood the desk was, and perching upon the couch.

But you weren't there for such things.

"May I ask why now?" He questioned once again, the door swinging shut behind him -you made sure of it, "-Do you find it worth such a tour, Ms. Greene?"

"It is-" you hummed, fingers brushed up on the couch -you were about a step away from him now, "-rather beautiful, I do wonder why you don't use it."

"The window allows me to see the children," he answered quickly, before pushing to more urgent matters, "-Now, may I ask what the purpose of stopping in here was? I have plenty of beautiful rooms for you to see, Ms-"

You merely turned to him, grabbed his face with your hands, and kissed him. Lips pushed together without a smidgen of hesitation, he simply followed your lead and the frustration of it all before melted on your shoulders. Until, it didn't.

He pulled back, grinning, laughing really, "You are quite cute, Ms. Greene."

It was spoken between the press of your lips, so it was rather annunciated by each word -you kissed him through such laughter, not without your own smile. ("You. Are. Quite. Cute. Ms. Green.")

You pulled back upon his words, watching him for a moment -his wide grin, he was rather cocky today, "Is it too much for a lady to just want a kiss?"

"No," he spoke, bringing a finger under your chin, "-Not at all, sweetheart, I just find it delightful you wish to kiss me so often."

"Often?" You hummed, "-I haven't kissed you in days, and you proposed to me! How is that fair?"

"It isn't," he hummed pressing one barely there to your lips, "-but such kissin' is new to me."

"How?" You questioned, genuinely, the man was so handsome, you had to avoid such urges nearly every second -especially when he remained so sweet to you.

"With, With Lori," he echoed, backing away from your lips for a moment, you nearly pulled him back-, "-we kissed for show, really. Especially later in the marriage."

"Well, you were unhappy, were you not?"

"Not originally," he posed, "-I supposed she just never really... liked it."

"Quite a loss," you remarked, without any extra thought -on instinct, if you will.

Mr. Grimes laughed, loud and boisterous, and you flushed a deep crimson at your lack of grace, "I am curious, however. What do you like about it, Ms. Greene?"

You sighed, flushing even further crimson at the implications of such a question, "Must you truly ask?"

"I must," he hummed, fingers wrapped around one of your wrists, and you felt something in your stomach twist. It was so embarrassing-

"I..." you huffed, "-It relaxes me. I... When I'm frustrated, it's so easy to forget about when I'm..."

"Kissin' me?"

You placed your hands over your eyes, the tips of your ears were certainly flushed now, and you couldn't bear to look at him. God, you certainly hated him at the moment.

He pulled your hands away from your face, a gentle pull of his hands -skin on a glove. Always so calm, so collected, "Is that all?"

Your hands now wrapped in his, you squeezed your eyes shut -still unable to look at him, "I like... I like feeling close to you. And- And I love you and... kissing helps me tell you that. Such as holding your arm, or your hand, or smiling at you, it's just... it's more special."

"Darlin'," he hummed, light and airy -you could tell he was smiling, "-look at me, will you?"

You peeked your eyes open, and were met with his own -he was quite close to whisper to you, a breath away really. Something in your face grew darker, especially with the soft gentle sort of way he was looking at you. You wished to hide again without a doubt.

"I am to be your husband," he hummed, fingers gently cradling your chin, "-it's important for me to know such things. I do wish to keep you happy after all."

You laughed.

"So, I imagine this, today, is from what?" He questioned, curiously, "The proposal? The planning?"

"Yes," you deflated, "-Headmistress is a force to be reckoned with, and I am simply exhausted from her. You must understand how just your presence helps but your..."

You fell rather quiet, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear -shyly.

"I understand, darlin'," he whispered, looming in closer to your face, "-you need a kiss, kisses, to feel better."

"Yes," you confirmed, quietly.

"What kind of husband would I be, if I don't make you feel better?"

"What kind, indeed," you hummed -offhanded, distracted.

He laughed at that, a breath away from your mouth, but you let him guide you this time. You would be patient, and gentle, like a lady was supposed to be. Perhaps, it would be more appealing to do so.

And then his lips pressed to yours and such thoughts flew out the window.

You didn't hesitate to coax out his tongue, pushing on his jaw -just as you did before. You learned how to do such a thing, you knew what his reactions were like-

He pushed you forward just a little in response, hands dipped to your shoulders, and your back pressed against the desk -a sort of cool sensation through your dress, you didn't truly mind.

Your hands settled on his shirt, his vest, pulling it forward as close as you could physically be. Closer, actually, you wished him closer.

His tongue was the first to go forward, swirling around your mouth with a slow, sort of tepid pace. He was always so careful with you, it was rather sweet. You, however, were the first to meet your tongue with his -the touch made something shoot to your toes-

He pulled back a moment, breathless and not too far, "This helpin'?"

You hummed against his lips, hands reaching out and suddenly, you decided to coat through his hair -fingers brushing through his scalp. He let out a little noise at such contact and part of you craved to hear it more, but you couldn't now.

You couldn't make him look a mess, despite how badly you wished to.

He pushed forward even further and you hissed -the desk pushed into your back, you imagined leaving a mark.

Mr. Grimes immediately pulled back, eyes darting all over your face, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"No, no," you swallowed, hands now tenderly placed on his chest -you could feel his heart pounding, "-just the desk."

"Oh," he breathed out, relieved, "-here."

And then, as if it was as easy as breathing, he picked you up and sat you on the desk -hands on your waist for a mere second.

Your head swirled.

"You alright?" He questioned, turning to meet your eyes.

"You-" you swallowed, face a breath away from his, "-You picked me up as though I was as light as a feather."

"You are," he reasoned, leaning forward as he placed his hands through your arms and onto the desk, "-Is that what you're stuck on?"

"Well, I..." you started again, eyes darting to his lips -he was so close, "-I just believe that I very much liked it."

"Oh," he laughed, pressing a few gentle kisses to your lips -laughter breaking through the seal, "-well, that's certainly good to know."

"Certainly," you relented, pulling him down for a proper kiss.

The next few days were quite busy, planning and courting and watching your sisters and listening to Headmistress, but every once in a while, he'd pull you into that old room. Kiss you once, maybe twice, and pull you back out -it made your mind a pleasant buzz instead of a stressed one.

He kissed you nearly once everyday, and you were getting quite used to it; once you spoke how important it was to you, he nearly didn't stop.

In quiet moments of courting, he kissed you. In the privacy of his garden, he kissed you. In between planning with Headmistress, he kissed you -possibly a dozen times then. Until your heart was a flutter and the worries melted away, you weren't counting. You'd never be counting, ever, you decided.

It led to one of the most fruitful weeks of your life -you happily navigating everything your life pushed at you with a smile and even getting your foot in the door with planning. Including conversing with a dress designer about one of her ideas, which you were onto a meeting with her now -sat neatly in a room within the estate with Headmistress by your side, chattering away.

Well, just before it, actually.

You weren't sure how he'd done it exactly, but Mr. Grimes had snuck you into the old room mere minutes before the woman was to be meeting you -an excuse of a walk very much settled the Headmistress.

(You weren't sure she cared what the two of you were doing, as long as you stayed engaged to him.)

"Mr. Grimes-" you hissed, as he pulled you into the room -hand intertwined with yours.

The shut of the door was the next sound you heard, as Mr. Grimes turned to you with a rather twinkly sort of smile -clear on what exactly he had taken you here for. Not that you needed any clarification.

"Mr. Grimes," you started, standing starkly where you were, "-we cannot do this now, I have a pressing matter in minutes-"

"We lost track of time on a tour," he hummed out, stepping closer to you -you naturally, on instinct, leaned into him just as well.

You smiled, despite yourself -hands finding themselves within the back of his hair, combing through, "You're rather needy now, you know that?"

"Needy," he laughed, "-I do it for you, darlin'."

"Oh, no, no, no," you echoed with a laugh, he still pressing slow gentle kisses to your mouth, "-this is a shared problem now, Mr. Grimes."

"Rick," he corrected, landing a more powerful kiss on your lips -your fingers twisted into his hair.

"Rick," you repeated, just a breath away from his face, eyes dipping low to his lips-

"Wait, no," you stepped back, hands placed neatly on his chest, "-you must admit it."

"Admit what?" He breathed, ranging closer again.

"Admit you enjoy it just as much as I do," you held firm, despite his hands placed rather eloquently on your waist -it made your head swirl.

"I do," he spoke, rather frankly, "-I very much enjoy it."

You were startled and rather silent, before weighing in -teasing, "Well, what do you like about it?"

"What do I-" He kissed you again, all gentle force -slow and timid, "-like about it?"

"Yes," you exhaled, only slightly breathless, "-I'd like to know."

He laughed again, blue eyes shining a certain type of way, "Would you?"

"Very much so," you clarified, twirling one of his curls between your fingers.

"Hmm," he hummed, fingers cradling your face with a bubbling sort of affection, "-Does that it pleases you count?"

"If it's why you like it," you confirmed -eyes dipping to his lips, it was your weakness you swore.

"I like it for plenty of reasons," he smiled, eyes dipping to your own lips, "-the feelin', I feel sometimes that your lips bring me back to Earth. Like I was lost, but upon findin' yours I'm found."

"You mean that?"

"I belong with you," he breathed out, hands rubbing along your cheeks, "-I feel such a thing after every breath, but when I kiss you-"

You fidgetted, eyes flickering along his face.

"-I feel like everything is in place. Like I've found where I am to be."

"Rick-" you sighed, something building up your throat -mist in your eyes.

Mr. Grimes immediately began wiping at your eyes with a sense of easy patience, as if he would wait on anything for you, "My darlin'."

"My Mr. Grimes," you exhaled, biting back tears -you were so happy, "-you're going to kill me with all this one day, you know?"

"Hope not," he whispered, inches from your face, "-I shall tell you every day, so your heart remembers."

"With the kisses?" You questioned -doe-eyed, eyes fluttering over his face.

"With the kisses," he laughed, pulling you in for just one more. Or maybe two. Or maybe three-

You supposed Headmistress could wait.

[rrcenic]

good omens as things my family/friends have said

(im paraphrasing here i don’t remember em perfectly)

aziraphale: i need more bookshelves crowley: what about your old ones? aziraphale: all my old ones are full! crowley: …maybe you need less books? aziraphale: … crowley: yeah, that was a dumb question. sorry

crowley: my desire to be dominated by a blond man is beyond your comprehension

aziraphale: i have ten copies of this book! maggie: why? aziraphale: i liked it so much that every time i met someone who i thought would like it, i’d make them take the copy aziraphale: one day crowley just snapped and bought me ten so i’d stop complaining about not having it around

aziraphale: i judge restaurants based on how good their crem brûlée is crowley: this is why we can never go back to applebees nina: applebees doesn’t serve crem brûlée aziraphale: i know! that’s the point!

muriel: i love having a job but i’m always worried. what if the shop burns down while i take my lunch break?! i don’t know how responsibly works!

jim: apparently, there’s a hammer head shark named harvey that lives in the waters, and there’s been shark attacks beelzebub: cool! what’s his kill count? aziraphale: my goodness, you can’t say something like that! crowley: yeah, but what is his kill count? jim: i wish i knew :c

crowley: why the hell is youtube giving me ads for chick-fil-a?? i’m gay and i live in a place with no chick-fil-a’s!

aziraphale: i don’t know… i just get a little spooked by the idea of cadavers… crowley: oOoH… mOdErN mEdIcInE… sPoOky…

*playing heads up, the prompt is “angel”* muriel: what aziraphale is! crowley: breaker of hearts! muriel: …no??

crowley: beeeeelzebub, shax is using hyperbole againnnn! shax: my lord, the traitor is using big confusing words againnnnnn!

jim: my axolotl drawing is transgender! crowley: you can’t say something is transgender just because you drew a skirt on it beelzebub: im sorry, are you denying the axolotl the validity of its trans-ness???

shax: you’ve injured my viral organs! crowley: …did you just say “viral organs”???

metatron: you’re weird and not funny aziraphale: i’m sorry!! i just talk to myself in silly voices when i’m bored!!!

jim: ooh, this is where we had our honeymoon!! aziraphale: you’ve never told us about your honeymoon before! beelzebub: we had lots of fun, if you know what i mean ;) crowley: please stop talking now

[springsheep]

Meet You At The Blossom Notes Ep. 3 - 4

Ep 3 -> Jin Xiaobao: Hmph, Prince Shen is so evil

Xiaobao's sister's past: she is an orphan of the Xue family. Her bro is Xue Lianyu, Xiaobao's friend who was killed. Ahhh young Xiaoyu is so cuteeee

Xiaobao as an older brother is so cutee I also want one QAQ

Xiaobao: I really like you with all my heart~~

Huai En: You're a big man, don't you have any sense of shame?!?!

Xiaobao: How can you say I'm shameless? I think that night you were quite shameless hehe

Huai En: *puts his hand lovingly in Huai En's neck*

JIN XIAOBAO KISSED HUAI EN'S CHEEK AAAAAAH

Huai En: badump, badump,

Xiaobao sneaking into Huai En's room, Huai En is right behind him lololol

Jin Xiaobao uses muscle relaxing powder on Huai En, sees Huai En's wounds and is super distressed. Huai En is falling in love lol.

Jin Xiaobao's flirting tricks: Wow, Huai En, your heartbeat sounds so nice!

Huai En is soo pretty when he smilesssssss

Omggggg they did it againnnnnn aaaaah so romantic tsk tsk.

*kicking screaming laughing* Huai En used his internal energy to push Xiaobao down again and again, laughed at Xiaobao's attempts to get up.

Xiaobao: *mesmerized by Huai En's smile*

Huai En: *realizes*

Right Shadow: *tells Huai En about Su Yin's relationship with Jin Xiaobao*

Huai En: Jealous.jpg

Xiaobao has a fever, Huai En's helping him. Huai En feeding Xiaobao medicine. Laughing at Xiaobao hehe

Xiaobao's dad is sick, Huai En sees how sad Xiao ai is and helps Xiaobao's dad (Huai En baby boiiiii)

Ep 4 -> Xiaobao looks lovingly at Huai En hehe

Huai En: Why were you all so sad last night?

Huai En talks about his parents and his father's need for revenge.

Jin Xiaobao: I'll protect you! I swear I won't let you suffer even a little bit! If your father won't feel sorry for you, I'll feel sorry (hurt) on your behalf!

Jin Xiaobao: There's nothing money can't solve in this world, and I Jin Xiaobao happen to have a lot of money!

Huai En dreams he's falling down the cliff and Jin Xiaobao grabs his hand (to save him).

"Last Two Brain Cells Duo" falling asleep in front of Xiaobao's room lol. Huai En saves Xiaobao from the assassins.

Xiaobao made a couple's hair tie for Huai En (made in Jingxiu House).

Xiaobao: I want you to accompany me to Yuxia, pleaseee

Huai En: What's our relationship?

Huai En looks at the hair tie ehehe

Xiaobao: I knew you wouldn't let me get in danger.

Huai En holding Xiaobao's hand aaaaaa

Xiaobao: Does this count as... Us eloping?

Huai En: You promised to help me take care of my dad, I'll accompany you to Yuxia

Xiaobao: I'll even give you the moonlight if you want

Huaibai sleeping side by side while holding hands and transferring internal energy aaaaaaahhhhhh so sweet

Huai En carving something on wood. Xiaobao holding Huai En. Xiaobao looking at a pretty lady, and Huai En is jealous bahahaha

I need modern!au of huaibao hehehe

Huai En: What is our relationship?

Xiaobao: You have to make it clear today, do you like me???

Huai En: Like you?

Xiaobao: *sulks*

Fuck the lonely life of a single dogggggg

Huai En: But we're both men!

Xiaobao: It doesn't matter, as long as I like you, right?

Huai En: I really don't know what love is. But I can promise you, I won't treat others the same way I treat you. If I really must love someone, that person definitely had to be you.

Xiaobao: You don't know what love is, it's okay. I'll teach you.

Awwwww Xiaobao hugged Huai En.

Huai En remembers his dad's words: Don't dream about useless things you don't deserve. You can't escape me.

Huai En: Then... You can't lie to me.

Xiaobao looks at other girl's and Huai En is jealous lololol

I need modern!au where playboy Xiaobao falls for Mafia boss Huai En and Huai En falls harder later on muahahhahaa

Xiaobao is already planning their future.

Huaibao in a cave.

Huai En's scars are revealed, Xiaobao is upset.

Jin Xiaobao: I'll protect you from now on.

Huai En: Do you really want to be with me forever?

Xiaobao: Of course! Ever since I met you, I only have you.

Huai En: Jin Xiaobao, listen carefully, if you really want to be with me forever, then you can't go back on your words. You can't have improper thoughts about others.

Huai En: 之后，不管是上天还是入地你都只能由我一个。

Huai En: Not even a glance!

Fuck there's an assassin!!

[myhyperfixationisbooks]

Omggg!!!

I can't believe i didn't see your event😭 but all aside- CONGRATULATIONS!!!

U DEFO DESERVE 200 FOLLOWERS! WOHOOOO

Can i req a ~Women can be just as dangerous as men and ~I came out of the womb knowing how to make academic references=

once againnnnnn CONGRATULATIONS GIRLLLLLL!!!

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH GIRL AHHHHH

~Women can be just as dangerous as men= I‘ll tell you what dangerous fictional woman you would be

so I think this really just fits your aesthetic and your personality so I’m gonna say…

Pandora Lovegood

Oop sorry I forgot the other one so here you go!

~I came out of the womb knowing how to make academic references= I’ll tell you what school subject i think you’d be if you were one(I know this is random but this is something I’ve wondered all my life)

so you’re obviously history but not like the

💣🔥🗡️ kind of history you’re the 🖼️🌺🏛️ kind of history (if that makes sense 😂)

[speakeasier]

holds everyone's hand. hey, guys. i've actually missed you all!! if i haven't messaged/replied to anyone. i think it should have been obvious as to why, as the later half of april was a legit horrible time for me given what has happened. i'll explain more soon enough, i will.

i was just waiting for the month to pass and now that may has arrive, i'm slowly trying to remerge into being more 'present' and around instead of being in the ground. " u__u "

with that being said, i thank you all for the patience and continued patience as i groggily, slowly, much like that of a turtle. return like the green of spring. please wait for me as i rebound in full, i am not there yet. BUT BOI, I HAVE A LOT TO SAY. LAUGHING.

I'M BACK FOR THE FIRST MONDAY OF MAY, TIME FOR THE MET GALA AGAINNNNNN. and yo, yo, yoooo, i'm so proud of fucking tumblr for somehow getting into the drake and kendrick beef, i be rolling in my temporary dirt hole like it was a grave.

THAT SHIT BE SO BIG THAT EVERYONE BE GETTING INTO IT, IT'S SO GOOD. TWITTER, YOUTUBE, EVERYWHERE I LOOK, WHEEZING. but yeah, ohh my gosh. look, sorry if i suddenly come bursting out the door with sudden fashion, sudden beef, because gosh hip-pop and rap fucking NEEDED THIS FOR AGES, FINALLY SOME FOOD.

love y'all, hope to talk to you guys very soon in person, even for a short while!! hope you've been okay for the most part, but if not, knowing how life be. hope you're at least safe and taking care of yourself as best as you can. throws up on the floor.

[secretary-ian]

Yu, looking at said alternative timeline that was written in a book: PIERCER YOU LEFT YOUR WRITING PRACTICE OUT AGAINNNNNN

yu learns piercer was paranoid at some point

(i am so sorry i forgot about this ask for days)

[milfygerard]

sorry im so obsessed w altered states (1980) and not for any of the reasons most people are. Funniest possible movie for Ken Russell to conclude with "love conquers all" and then just cut to black. This man had three children with his wife and couldnt tell her he loved her until he reverted to a primordial state and back and then reverted AGAINNNNNN TWO REVERSIONS you LITERALLY HAD CHILDREN W THIS WOMAN!!!! So lucky that shes also fucking insane and obsessed w him bc this is the most irish man of all time. And it all happens in CAMBRIDGE!!!!!!!

[aajjks]

Bunny koo

Spicy smut time againnnnnn 😭

My sweet innocent baby. Tsk apparently it's not as innocent as I thought it would be. Start doing bad things behind my back. What do you want? attention from me? Am I not giving you enough attention when you fuck me? I'm so pissed. No, I'm not going to accept your apology that fast. Before that, you have to do something. Get on your knees and ask for forgiveness. I can't hear you, you need to speak louder. Don't cry baby. You're my baby I can't be mad at you for too long but promise me you'll never do bad things behind my back again. Shit all this begging made me kinda horny. You don't mind if we have sex now, do you? Yay I knew you said yes darling. Undress quickly. Where should we do it on the couch? In bed? Under the shower? I'd rather be in bed because it's comfortable. Please put your cock inside me already, I can't wait. *jungkook puts his cock inside yns pussy* Oh god this cock feels so good sliding in and out of me. Fuck this pussy. Fuck it. Harder. Harder. Harder. Give it to me just like that. Argh this all I ever wanted me underneath you when you destroy this pussy with your huge cock. I want more please. I‘m gonna cry, this feels so good. Don‘t stop baby I love you so much more than anyone. You are so good to me. Fuck I‘m cumming. 😩😩😩

For which jk should I write next? 🤭

“N-Noona?? Y-You found out? I-I… I am sorry, I am your innocent baby I swear b-but I couldn’t help it? I WAS JEALOUS- p-please forgive me! Y-Yes I need your attention on me and only me at all times…. I-It’s not enough noona…. N-No please forgive me- IM SORRY NOONA- okay! You want me to beg on my k-knees I will- please forgive me- please don’t l-leave me- I-I can’t live without you! I-I won’t I promise! I’ll be your good boy again, I promise! T-THANK YOU SO MUCH I-I LOVE YOU SO MUCH NOONA- c-can I please get up now? Thank you, my sweet noona, what? Y-You wanna have sex? YES. I need you so bad, anywhere you want… I-I just need to be inside you- on the bed? Let me carry you- oh my God, just lay down noona, I’ll take off your clothes, your skin is burning under my touch… you want me too don’t you? Want me inside you? Oh I can never deny you- o-oh shit there we-we go…. I-I’m so sorry I can’t hold back, I’m not too rough am I? You feel s-so fuckin good… clenchin’ around my cock like that- ‘m not going to stop- cry f’me please? Let me see those beautiful tears… s-shit! love you too, s’much.”

[pjsk-writin]

I think that the tuna I've been eating is rotten and I didn't realize, maybe that would explain it smelling weird and my sudden sickness... I've already had food poisoning once I don't want it againnnnnn

OUGHHHH that's so icky im sorry :((( hoping u don't have food poisoning!!

[possession1981-moving]

some kino fancam moments, or the many sides of kang hyunggu for @lovehyunggus birthday 💌

[the-queen-of-the-light]

Lena was never once allowed to play video games growing up. Hell, she’d never even played monopoly until her first game night at Kara’s. Lillian would never have allowed such frivolities when there was work to do and studies to be maintained.

So Kara thought it’d be an easy win at Mario Kart, she really did.

However, she found that she was sorely mistaken, when Lena tossed a red shell at her from behind and then proceeded to lap her, thoroughly cementing her lead

(‘How?!?’ ... ‘Well, one, you barely even know how to drive an actual car Kara. And two, I have been known to be a quick learner, on occasion’ ... Lena kisses are the only thing that would appease Kara after such a bitter defeat)