#thank you sm for passing by!!! <3333

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Yuri, I gotta kiss your fem Killer design all over HHHHGHGGHGHH

you can't send me asks like these and not expect me to deliver you kisses instead omgg<3333

[daenysx]

hi hello!! i've just found your blog and i adore it and your writing! <3 do you mind if i request remus lupin or james potter (whichever you prefer) with a reader who has excruciating period cramps? thank you sm!! :)

hi gorgeous, thank you for being so nice!! i once wrote a period fic with james, this is the remus version, i hope you like them both <3333

remus lupin x fem!reader

remus makes you another cup of hot tea, but he's not sure if you can drink it.

it breaks his heart, the way you try to lay down on your bed but being unable to relax. your entire body is tense, he knows the effects of your period by heart now. he also knows it's useless to try to cheer you up when you can't even feel your legs properly. he only wants you to get over the first three days which are always the hardest to get through.

"hi, pretty girl." he comes next to you with your tea. "i made you some tea."

"thank you, remus." you say, trying to sit up. remus helps you. "thanks."

"here you go." he holds the cup for you. it's too hot. "i hope this helps a bit."

you take a sip. your boyfriend is lovely with his wide eyes, his eagerness to do anything to make you feel better. the tea is nice. it would be nicer if your cramps weren't so bad.

"oh!" you suddenly hold your belly. the pain is always shocking, catches you unexpectedly. remus gets the cup from your hands. he knows it's for the best to stay calm, you're already hurting, he doesn't need to be another thing for you to worry about.

"it's okay, dove." he tries. "can i hold you?"

you nod. "please." he opens his arms to get you. putting your head on his shoulder, you give another painful sound coming deep from your throat. remus keeps his hands on your back.

"it's okay, it'll pass." he whispers against your head with a huge hand rubbing your back. "do you wanna go to the bathroom?"

you shake your hand, blinking tears back. "no. maybe later. i don't think i can stand up."

"tell me when you want to go, okay? i'll help you."

your hand finds remus's, he squeezes your fingers. he kisses your hair the way you like, too many kisses all at once. he's so warm, you lean against his heat to feel him. "i'm okay." you say. he nods, looking at you to see if you mean it.

"can we cuddle?" he asks, his eyes are pleading. "if you're okay to lie down?"

"okay." you say. "i just- my legs hurt, i don't feel too comfortable."

remus is a quick thinker. he likes to think he knows what he's doing when it comes to holding you, there are too many positions you like but when you are on your period, he needs to be the one to take the weight off you. he lies down, gets you in his arms as you put your leg on his legs. remus puts your head on his chest, his long arms securely wrapped around your shoulders.

"good?" he asks. you nod, and he smiles. "i'm gonna rub your back, okay? tell me if anything hurts, dove."

"it's nice." you say, because it really is. his fingers know your body so well, he also knows where to put pressure and where to be kind. you force yourself to relax on him. sleep usually distracts you, it can work right now. you make quiet noises which guide remus to see if he's doing okay. he rubs your poor muscles until his hand goes numb.

"my tea got cold." you say, sadly.

"i can always make you a new one." remus says with a huge kiss on your forehead. "don't worry about it, sweetheart."

you hum quietly, press a little kiss on his clothed chest. remus's fingers go through your hair now, he braids a little piece to help you relax, you still don't know how he does it with one hand. the next few minutes are quiet but neither of you are uncomfortable because of the silence. you like remus's peaceful aura, he brings relief to your painful times, he keeps his cool. you are tired but never tired enough to not kiss his neck and show him how much you adore him.

another cramp hits you. it's not as painful as the earlier but you feel it deeper in your muscles because you lay down. you snuggle closer to remus, trying to bury yourself to his warmth until it passes.

remus cups your cheek. "you're doing so good." he says. "i know it hurts too much but try to focus on me, yeah? maybe you'll feel better if you sleep."

you feel so desperate and so needy for his affirmation, it hurts. "can you hold me tighter? until i fall asleep?"

"of course, baby." he coos. "if you feel worse when you wake up, i can get you a painkiller."

you nod against his chest. remus wraps his arms tighter around you until you feel nothing but him. you try to hug him back, it's a bit unsuccessful attempt but he supports your waist to keep you on himself. his hand on your waist is a nice weight, better than any heating pad you use. you take a deep breath of his familiar scent.

"it'll pass." he says before you close your eyes. "i'll hold you as long as you have me."

he's being too sweet, too precious. you would blush and hide yourself to his chest but your brain is focused on the pain, sadly. you still give remus a nice kiss, though. he keeps his lips on your head until your breathing evens out.

[causenessus]

more than anything else. | akaashi k.

I LOST THE REQUEST BC I TRIED TO SAVE YOUR ASK AS A DRAFT I'M SO SORRY ANON </3 (i just wanted to do a fancy title color </3333 which thank u wyr for teaching me how!! i finally did it!!) they asked for a drabble with akaashi about a reader struggling in med school who isn't doing as well as she wants to but tries to keep it hidden but ends up breaking down in front of akaashi </3 i hope that's an acceptable synopsis of ur amazing idea anon </3 thank you sm for your request i loved writing this!!

akaashi x f!reader

written in 3rd pov

dialogue prompt from 1k followers event: ❤️‍🩹 -> "you deserve more"

"but still i'm alone, and that's what scares me the most. forgetting myself, forgetting what i said i would be." from clown car by lowertown

word count: 1.9k words

lots of hurt/comfort </33 akaashi and y/n are already in an established relationship

thank u to my very cool sister in med school whose experiences very heavily influenced this entire story which might very well be me tomorrow when i get my college test scores xx

NOT edited esp after i lost my draft the first time. tumblr, i have words to speak to u. the tumblr hq complaint list ree and me have formed gets longer everyday.

tokyo’s medical school program had been no joke. for as long as she could remember, she had wanted to be a nurse. she'd dreamed of it for so long that even when she didn’t initially pass the entry exam, she kept trying. it took her four times to finally get accepted. keiji had told her she was resilient, and their low acceptance rate was nothing she could control.

he was right, but she couldn’t help feeling worn down a little. she had known people who’d passed the exam on their first try, yet all her work up until that fourth retake hadn’t been enough. although they were in completely different majors, she subconsciously compared herself to keiji, as well. it made her sick to think that she was being left behind. while he had already finished his first year of university, she’d spent the twelve months completing prerequisites and working in a hospital, unable to do anything else.

she knew she couldn’t give up after coming so far, but things didn’t get easier once she made it into the program. keiji had already been busy enough with his own school work, but with the both of them trying to balance their classes, they didn’t find much time to do things outside of studying together. their daily routine became one of them buying coffee and meeting up at the library, staying there until it closed, and then walking home to collapse in bed together, falling asleep in each other’s arms.

the familiarity of their schedule was a stable anchor in both of their lives; neither of them minded daily study dates. it had always been this way since they met–being together was enough for both of them, they didn't need anything fancy. they showed their love for each other through looks from behind a computer screen and cold coffees with extra shots.

yet despite how hard she studied, she couldn’t help but feel like she was falling behind her peers. some of her classes she had passed by the skin of her teeth and when she compared that to her outstanding grades throughout all of high school, seeing even a B was enough to make her heart drop. even worse were C’s and D’s. although a part of her was just thankful to have passed all of her classes, she wanted to do better. she knew plenty of classmates who were struggling just as much as her–these classes weren’t meant to be easy, but when she continued to do worse than she wanted to, that didn’t stop her from feeling like a failure.

it was affecting her entire being; how confident she felt in her competency as a person and how much she was even contributing to the world. was it even worth it for her to continue studying medicine? was she worth all the money her friends and family had spent on her? worth the love keiji gave her? what if he found someone better?

one particular night in the library, her worries had overwhelmed her to the point of tears, and keiji had paused what he was doing to help her.

“i’m sorry, i'm distracting you from your work,” she had cried, trying to stop her tears, “you don’t have to help me or anything, i’m okay.”

“i’m not going to ignore you when you're crying, y/n,” he had said, voice filled with nothing but care and worry. “tell me what’s wrong,” he urged, moving around the table to sit next to her.

she’d explained her anxieties to him briefly that night, but she never wanted to inconvenience him again. even when she felt like she was drowning in her stress, she made sure to keep up a front around him. she could never erase the thought of how much better he deserved, despite his continued reassurance that there was no one better fit for him than her. 

their study dates had returned back to normal after that night. frequent trips to a coffee shop for another coffee resumed, and their stolen glances across the tables continued. she was currently working on a large presentation–an insurance project that would boost her grade if she was able to score at least an 80 on her upcoming final.

she felt good about the material; the project helped her study the chapters on top of the cramming she was already doing. her test scores in the class had averaged around somewhere in the 80s anyway and she felt confident she’d end the class with a good grade. keiji had reminded her of bokuto, who had barely gotten by in his high school classes, yet still graduated and made it out to be a talented volleyball player. although it was a completely different field from her, thinking about bokuto had helped her worry less about perfect grades. she wasn’t content with bare minimum grades that meant she was only just barely passing, but she’d been reminded that As weren't the standard and plenty of people had had successful careers despite struggling with school.

but perhaps she had got her hopes up too high, and everything seemed to fall apart when the notification popped up on her screen. 

not even an 80.

when keiji got home, the lights were off. his mentor at his internship had asked him to stay late and help with their current big project. it was a good opportunity and chance for experience, and he had texted her that he wouldn’t be coming home until later that day in order to keep working. she'd replied, telling him to be safe but had said nothing about a night shift at the hospital; she should've been home.

when he called for her, he didn’t get a response, and he was quick to put away his shoes before making his way to their bedroom. he didn’t think she’d be sleeping so early into the night, but perhaps she’d had a rough day.

then he remembered that her test score for her final exam was supposed to come out today.

the light pattering of rain on their roof was almost loud enough to mask the sniffle he heard, but the moonlight peaking through the curtain of their window illuminated her silhouette.

she was curled up on the wooden floor of their bedroom, leaning against the bed, and when he came around the side of the bed, he saw her tear-stained face, looking forward blankly.

“oh, my love—” his heart twisted at the sight of her, his chest tightening with nausea and guilt thinking about how he’d left her alone on the night she’d needed him the most. “did it not go well?” he asked softly, kneeling next to her with a hand on her back.

at the mention of the test, she choked out a sob as she shook her head and tried to hide her face, “no. i failed it, keiji. i failed the entire class.” through the hand on her back, he could feel the way her body was shaking as she tried to keep in her cries.

“let it out, love,” he whispered, encasing her in his arms and squeezing his own eyes shut. his heart hurt for her, imagining the pain she was going through. he heard it in the hiccups and whimpers that escaped her. she’d probably been here all night, and the thought only made him hug her all the more tightly. “they won’t kick you out of the program, right?” he asked.

“no, i get one strike. i’ll have to retake the class, but if i fail another one—” she didn’t finish, only letting out a shaky breath but he understood and he pulled away to hold her face, brushing away the tears that fell from her eyes with his thumbs.

“then it’ll be okay,” he tried to reassure her, “you have a second chance, and you’re going to do great. plenty of other people have failed, too. it’ll be okay. you’ll be okay, and i’ll be here to help you with whatever you need.”

she placed a hand over one of his own that was still on the side of her face, trying her best to calm her breathing down. “keiji,” she whispered, her lips trembling as she tried to hold back another sob that escaped her anyway.

“yes, dear?” he answered, trying to comfort her with a small smile, letting her know he was there and listening.

“why are you even with me?” her voice broke, as if it physically pained her to even say it. her hand dropped back down to the ground as her tears started falling again. “you deserve more. you deserve someone smarter. and better. i can’t even pass my class, what made me think i could do this? i wasn’t resilient for retaking the entrance exam, i was just being stubborn. i should never have been let in. i don’t deserve to be here.” she pressed her palms into her eyes, letting out ragged breaths that turned back into sobs when she pull herself back together.

her words hurt him even more than it hurt her to say. it pained him to hear how lowly she thought of herself when he thought she was the most admirable person he’d ever seen. he could tell the thoughts had been weighing heavily down on her for long–this was the result of pent up emotions she’d been stuffing down ever since that night she cried in the library. he knew that she hadn’t told him everything, but he had trusted that she would open up to him when she was ready.

he moved to grab hold of her hands, gently pulling them away from her face, “i’m with you because of your passion for this career, y/n.” he feels the way her hands start to relax in his hold and keeps going, “just because a test is difficult doesn’t mean you’re not right for this job, y/n. if you enjoy it and you’re passionate about it, that’s all that matters. the rest will come with time. and i know you’re passionate about this. i’ve seen how you treat others, you have so much kindness in your heart. you want to help others and that’s enough. a grade doesn’t define you or your future. i’m with you because you’re so much more than just a grade. i’m with you because i love you, i love your dreams, i’ve loved watching you work towards them, and i’ll be here to continue supporting you every step of the way.”

his words seem to get through to her and her tears start to dry, “do you really mean it?” her voice is just barely above a whisper.

“every single word, love. i love you more than i can put into words and i think everything about you is beautiful. your passion and spirit and the way you carry yourself. i'm the one who doesn't deserve you, i look up to you so much," he tells her, shifting to sit against the bed next to her.

she laughs, pushing at him playfully, “don’t start turning this around to criticize yourself. here, how about we make a deal: if i deserve you, then you deserve me.”

“deal,” he agrees, grabbing her hand to hold it between his, rubbing it gently, “as long as i get to be with you for the rest of my life.”

she sighs, looking up towards the ceiling, “if that’s what you want.”

“it is,” he tells her, turning her head gently to face him as he presses a kiss to her lips, “i want you more than anything else.”

[galapogos]

Now, we need to close this old photo album. Time passed through our fingers. We grew up. But the child within us will never disappear. So promise me you'll never lose that sparkle in your eyes. Never let anything or anyone make you a bad person. It's never too late to make your dreams come true. The future is now. Live it! Make your inner child proud of you.

Please, check the winners below!

First of all, I want to thank everyone who participated in this event. I can't describe in words how difficult it was to decide the winners. I don't even like the term winners, after all, who am I to decide that? I hope you had fun participating in this event, thank you so much everyone once again.

Well, all of your moodboards look insanely beautiful, so I decided to prioritize those that, in my opinion, best matched the theme and caught my attention more.

FIRST PLACE @cupcek – this is a mb with A LOT of personality!!! i love how all the elements match each other and match the theme, i'm totally in love with it.

SECOND PLACE @snoooze – i love how you probably were inspired from your own childhood for this mb, the event is exactly about that. super fun and beautiful!!

THIRD PLACE @7wuliy – this mb is SO childhood coded, like the divider is so cute and it was made by you, right? i love it sm!! i think you were inspired by your own childhood for this mb too.

honorable mentions – @alfaire (entry) @jazzitos (entry) @wieqo (entry)

first place: 60 reblogs, one moodboard and 40 original random bios made by me.

second place: 30 reblogs, one moodboard and 40 original random bios made by me.

third place: 15 reblogs, one moodboard and 40 original random bios made by me.

honorable mentions: 10 reblogs.

i changed the amount of bios per pack because i think you deserve more. remembering that if you want to use it here on tumblr, you don't need to credit me!

I will contact all the winners via DM to give the prizes, so please, check them out!!

@yonkiibums @jazzitos @obdosant @alfaire @wieqo @jenfaery @7wuliy @snoooze @koosgrfd @l1nque @mini-espiral @cupcek @boyishdoll @kthice @sugarish @jimzittos @yoonitos <3333

[ghostlychief]

Hiii!! Just before I request- your Ghost fics are all so damn great :'))) youre suuuper good at writing!!

Could I please get a fem! Reader who isnt part of 141, but another taskforce, and happens to spot Ghost getting shot by a bullet from afar, so she decides to save the him by killing all the enemies (with gun, knife or martial arts, whatevs ya want, maybe all) and taking Ghost to her home and treats his wounds cause she is also a medic and Ghost just quietly falls in love with a stranger who just saved him?

Sorry if its not understandable, english isnt my first language :(

You can ignore it but have a good day ^^

omg thank you sm for reading my other ghost fics!!! <3333 first of all, your english is GREAT. there is no need to apologize sweetie. i threw together this fic for you, hope you enjoy <3

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pairing: simon "ghost" riley x fem!reader

wc: 1.3k+

warnings: none, just mentions of bullet injuries, but nothing graphic; fluff

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You’ve only met the guy once, and yet, you’re standing over him while he lays shirtless on your couch.

Of course, you weren’t planning on having anyone over tonight, no. You thought you would get home from your mission, albeit a bit bruised and sore. You were going to take a nice hot bath and let the steam melt away your worries. You had your self-care night all planned out. That was, until this morning when your team aka Task Force Cobra, got informed that you were paired up with Task force 141. It was to be a matrix job, something you weren’t overly used to.

Nonetheless, each group gathered in the conference room to debrief. This was your first time meeting the aforementioned 141 squad. They weren’t as intimidating as you thought, although maybe it was because you were also a skilled marksman. Nevertheless, you introduced yourselves and got the formalities out of the way before you got into the nitty gritty of today’s mission.

However, one of the 141 members caught your eye. Goes by the name Ghost. He was one of the taller ones, and you could only see his eyes. Everything else was left to the imagination.  

You quickly rid your thoughts of the man, needing to focus on what you were assigned to do. You drew your attention back to Price and Diablo, who was your supervisor for Cobra.

“Cobra’s task is to run recon. We’ll go in first unsuspected and gather as much intel as needed. Then, 141 will come in.”

You mentally groan. You personally didn’t like recon because it usually didn’t result in a lot of action, and action is what you were trained for. You had a black belt in martial arts after all, and you were pretty adept with a knife.

Though, you kept your dissatisfaction to yourself and listened to the rest of the briefing.

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Nothing exciting happened during recon. In order to gather intel, Cobra tried to look like normal civilians in the market area; all your weapons were concealed. You spotted a few of the hitmen you were after, and radioed 141. The hitmen you were after are part of a drug trafficking group called the Ludin cartel. You really were after the king pins, but you had to start somewhere.

Once you sent the signal, 141 started infiltrating the area and the civilians quickly scattered when they saw men with heavy weaponry storming through the market.

By now, you were in the outskirts of the market, but you could still see the commotion happening within. You may have just seen Ghost get shot. Wait what?

You did a double take and sure enough, Ghost has a red stain on his pant leg. Fuck.

You know you need to get to him as soon as he can so he won’t bleed out, but there’s still Ludin men surrounding him.

Well, fuck me.

You took a breath then started to make your way over to Ghost. Your movements were swift and sharp as you cut through Ludin’s men, every once in awhile your knife made contact with someone’s skin, leaving a big gash wherever the blade reached.  

Once the hitmen were taken care of, you were left with the sight of Ghost passed out on the ground. You radioed Cobra and 141, “Ghost’s down. I repeat, Ghost’s down.”

You heard a chopper in the distance.

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The last thing Ghost remembers is faintly seeing someone take down nearly every Ludin man that was surrounding him; he doesn’t remember much after that. Now, he’s awake but his surrounding is unfamiliar to him.

He also feels a chill, and that’s when he looks down and notices his shirt is off, but there’s also a thick white bandage covering the loser half of his torso.

What the fuck happened?

“Oh good, you’re awake.” A sweet voice cuts through the air, and he looks up to find a woman standing over him. Your face is soft, your features show compassion, tenderness, and he doesn’t feel on guard like he usually does when he wakes up in an unfamiliar place.

Maybe it’s the daze of waking up with two bullet holes in your body, maybe it’s because of you. Whichever, he can’t find himself to tear his eyes away from your sweet face. It’s been so long that you even say, “Are you alright? Can you hear me okay?”

He mentally shakes his head. “Yeah, sorry. Just wasn’t sure where I was for a moment. You’re y/n right, from Cobra?”

You give him a slight nod with a smile that tugs at the corner of your lips. He finds himself looking there, at the plush color that coats them, but quickly averts his gaze so he doesn’t seem like a creep.

“Yeah, you got banged up pretty bad. Two bullets. One in your thigh, the other grazed your abdomen.”

Jesus.

“Why am I here in this house?” His tone is only curious, wondering why he isn’t in the med house back at base.

“This is one of my safe houses, and it just so happened to be the closest to the raid. Both teams agreed for me to take you back here. Along with being a skilled martial artist, I also happen to be a medic.”

Your sweet smile turns into a smirk while confidence coats your face, and Ghost finds this extremely attractive.

He once again can’t tear his eyes from you.

“Are you sure you’re alright? You keep staring.”

Fuck me.

He stutters out the first bit of his response, “I’m fine, sorry. Just have a headache, but also it doesn’t help that I’m laying here shirtless with a beautiful, yet terrifying martial artist turned medic.”

You let out a laugh that makes his heart glow. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I’ve literally only met this woman once.

“No worries, Lieutenant. Patients are usually a little discombobulated after being injured.”

You smile at him again, “This is a judgment free zone.”

Ghost nods, feeling a little bit better. A hint of smirk forms on his lips, “If this is a ‘judgement free zone’, would you mind if I ask you a question?”

You nod, willing him to proceed.

He’s taking a risk, he knows. But he has to ask. He’s already so enamored by you.

“Well, since you’ve been so kind as to take me to your home, and tend to my wounds, what do you say about me taking you out for a drink? As a thank you, of course.”

He watches as your face shifts from intrigue to understanding. Your sweet laughs permeates the air once again.

“I usually don’t accept offers like this, but for you I will.”

Ghost lets out a breathy laugh.

“Great, it’s a date then.”

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hope you enjoyed!

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[caliblorn]

Hello! I love your art sm, and seeing your art inspires me to continue making my own. However, I struggle A LOT with shading. Do you have any tips for how you do shading? Especially dynamic lighting?

HI! First of all, sorry for the late response. It's been a very busy week! Second of all, I'm so glad to read you say this. Seriously, thank you so much <3333

I'll start by saying I'm NOT the best person to explain color theory and all that jazz, but I can describe to you my process and see if you can get something out it!

If you're interested in dynamic lighting, the important thing is to start DARK and work your way through the light. I've also just recently realized that this is the best way to shade in general for me.

So, usually I put down my base colors and slap a layer of a preferred hue on it in "multiply" (I'm sure your drawing program has a similar tool with a different name). This helps you "locate" the subject in your ambience of choice, whose color will always be changing the base colors of your character (unless it's open daylight, but personally, I'd still add an orange tint to it).

After this, you can start placing lights. Choose your light source (you might have noticed I often prefer a warm light/with a green/purple/blue shadow) and think of your drawing subject as a 3D object that will reflect light accordingly. Keep attention to what objects might block light from passing by, or how light might "bend" when it meets the surfaces in a different angle. Remember this is NOT a one layer process. Not for me, at least. This, for example, is the result of 6 layers of light. Same hue, different intensity. Start from low intensity and build up to it.

(LITTLE NOTE INBETWEEN: remember the shadow changes size depending on how close it is to the surface it's been casted on.)

(END OF NOTE)

Depending on what you want your result to be, you might be done here or you might want to add more shades as well. I tend to overshade a bit in the last period, but it does help me see flaws in the anatomy that I might have not noticed without the volume that shading brings out. Shades are ALSO a process of multiple layers.

And finally, if you went a bit too hard with the shading, you might want to bring back the silhoutte through a bit of reflected light from the ambience... very soft, I usually go for green and light blue unless I have a different light source that might suggest another color. It really adds to the piece, especially if you have very reflective surfaces in it (ex. metal or silk).

Final suggestions, remember that skin under a strong contrast between shadows and light does this kind of over-satured line inbetween the two (the terminator line). Really helps pull off the whole thing! It's usually even more defined then the ones I draw.

And remember that references are always the best way to go, especially if you want to put your light source in an angle you haven't drawn before.

[pinetrees-in-the-water]

JEJEEJJE jeff x very apathetic male reader but very lovey dovey with him?? anyways keep it up sweetie your doing great🤩

AAAAA thank you sm<3333, I'm so thankful for all the support on this blog, shits blowing up way more than I expected it to.

I love writing mlm Jeff its canon to me

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◇Jeff x Apathetic M! Reader who's affectionate with him◇

• Im gonna be honest he is SO confused.

•He's used to apathetic people, apathy was better than hatred anyways...maybe even better than love.

• Love felt weird to him. It wasnt that hed never felt it before, he grew up in a loving household but all that seemed so far away now. Hed gotten used to not really recieving affection from anyone.

• Maybe except Ben and Nina but he was never one to lean into their affection..it felt odd to him after so long of being alone, being hunted, being hated.

• Until you got recruited by The Operator.

• He found you quite handsome and naturally he pulled all the usual shit. Pick up lines, jokes, sex jokes, whatever.

• He didn't expect anything to come of it, his past had left him so horribly disfigured not even his parents could love his face, why would you?

• So imagine his suprise when you started returning the affection, hell your entire cold apathetic persona seemed to slip away around him.

• Everyday it was a goodmorning kiss on his forehead or suprise hug from behind. It felt like his insides were on fire and he didnt know how much more he could take it, hell he didnt even know how to reciprocate so he just kinda froze.

• So many questions plagued him. Were you dating? Did you actually like him? Did this all even mean anything to you?

• After some urging from Nina he finally asked you the question hed been burning to ask.

• "Do you like me? Like..genuinely because listen man I can't tell."

• Well that didnt come out the way he wanted.

• You were leaning back against his shoulder, your on hand on his and reading a report sent by The Operator, the question didnt seem to phase you as you turned around and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

• "Of course I do Jeff what made you think otherwise? Was I not forward enough?" his brain short-circuit so bad he didnt even have a response to your teasing. A few minutes passed until he found the voice to speak.

• "You're not like this with the others"

• "I feel more comfortable with you...besides-"

• You turned around to hold his face in your hands, thumbs tracing over the deep scars on his cheeks and his breath hitched.

• "You need it." You kissed him gently on his misshapen lips, and for the first time in a long time, Jeff leaned in.

• You were right, he did need it.

[teddybeartoji]

4 and 18 for you and satoruuu AND 28 for you and toji !!

OMGGGGGGGGGGG!!! HII PERCEEE:3333 MAKING OUT WITH YOU ULTRA SLOPPY STYLE RNN THANK YOU SM FOR THESE HEHEHE!!

FOR MITORU

4. how messy is the sex, or do you and your f/o try to keep it as clean as possible?

NAAAAAAASSSTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! LITERALLY NOTHINGGGGG CLEAN TO IT ALRIGHT. SLOPPY MESSY DISGUSTTINGGGG spit and cum and piss and sweat and more cum and more sweat and drool and oh man.. it's a hustle to clean it all up i can tell you that.............. but we love it:3333 we're both very into it being as messy as possible!!!

18. what's your foreplay like? how quick is it to get both of your clothes off?

omgggggggggggggggg!!! very heated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! very very desperate and needy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! from both of our ends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! very handsy n messy. a lot of kissing n grinding. but mmmm as for how long it actually takes... it really depends. bc sometimes this hungry-eating-each-other-faces can go on for quite some time but then again we have moments where it's like a fucking speedrun lmao. ok kissing for a few minutes, then ok a blowjob (but then i can only get the tip in my mouth and he's already pulling me off bc he wants to move on already???? smhh this guyy...) and then he wants a taste too. this is where he refuses to be hasty though. he's a munchhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FOR MIJI

28. how wrecked/spent does your f/o look by the time the two of you are done? do they have a dazed look on their face? completely disheveled hair? chest heaving for breath?

ALLL OF THE ABOVEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! while he does have really fucking good stamina - by the end of it he's sooo fucking tired too lmao. cheeks are blushy n red, lips swollen bc he keeps biting down on them so damn hard, he's sweaty, his hair is a messsssss, sometimes he's completely covered in lipstick stains, nail marks and hickeys. and usually we stay glued together even after we're done (even though it so fucking hot i feel like i'm abt to pass the fuck out), so he's just trying to catch his breath on top of me while resting his eyes. he's super cute like this heheheee:333 i love seeing him all fucked out:3333

spicy selfship asks

[thedragonagelesbian]

RULES: Post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear

@ghostwise & @bladesmitten tagged me (thank you sm!!!! <3333). As I already did this for Cyrus, here's Yiseeril!

Songs:

Piano Sonata No. 3 in F minor, Op. 14 ~ Robert Schumann (it's not an organ piece, but I had to include something classical for my bard babe; picked this piece for its prominent featuring of the "Clara theme", named for Schumann's wife [Yiseeril is a romantic, after all], and its bonkers Finale. That highly textured sense of desperation from all the runs and trills--as well as the technical virtuosity required to pull them off--very much remind me of Oghma's fallen aasimar)

Otherside ~ Perfume Genius (tethered by timing / let it undo / aimless and ripped / from the root / binds you)

Daffodil ~ Florence + The Machine (i'm not bad, i'm not good / i drank every sky that i could / made myself mythical, tried to be real / saw the future in the face of a daffodil)

Katrinah Josephina ~ University Hall Pass (she's still singing the praises / of angels and sages)

redemption ~ serpentwithfeet (i thought there was redemption in the four ethers / somehow i thought the sweet perfume of our truths / rotting inside your belly could free me, could free me)

Outfits:

Vestments of Oghma

bubblegum bitch bard

Nascent Illithid Divinity Couture/Apocalypse Red Carpet/Outfits to take over the world with your wife in

[fairycosmos]

here's my coworkers roommates cat and my sisters cat. happy birthdayyyyyy ur a wonderful light on my dash always <3

two beautiful beautiful angels on planet earth i am quite literally obsessed withb them ❤️ their little paws omgggggg. thank you sm for sharing - its actually my dogs birthday not mine but i will pass on the well wishes from you <3333 also appreciate you being infinitely kind!! im glad to be on ur dash!!

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Friend :D!!

How are you?

*Bites your art*

heya drag!! i'm doing great, thanks for asking!! >:'Dc hope your day is just as if not more awesome muah muah<3333

[talksosweet]

OMG HANNAH UR GOING TO THE ERAS TOUR IM SO HAPPY FOR U POOKIE 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

i hope you have an amazing experience!!!

i remember when i went i had so much fun and sabrina was the opener and AAHHH <3333

4 DAYS

4 DAYS AND THEN UR SEEING HER I THINK

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

THANK U SM POOKS 😚😚😚💘💘💘 omg u got so lucky w sabrina i would pass away if i saw her and taylor in one night!!!! my opener is paramore which is still good tho so not complaining 🙏🏻 5 DAYS BUT STILL SUPER CLOSE 🫡🫡🫡 DUBLIN N2 I CAN'T WAIT 😭😭😭 IT DOESN'T FEEL REAL THAT I'M GOING TBH

[hibernationsuit-remade]

ocs as types of suffering

tagged by @katsigian & @envergothash thank u sm <3333

find the quiz here!

tagging @dekarios @quickhacked @the-lastcall @spaceratprodigy @elmshore @reaperkiller and whoever wants to do this <3

doing this for toby, klara & patience hehehe <3

Tobias - The Giver

Your energy depletes as you hand it out to anyone passing by your basket. People walk by and take, but no one ever leaves. You're constantly running on low when people keep asking you to give. You'd give your soul away for free, and then what left do you have of yourself if you can't say no?

yeah honestly this quiz calls him out so bad. so true but what can he do. he's just like That

Klara - Yearning

The pain in your chest bubbles knowing that what you want may never be yours. You're lost in a fantasy world, or consumed by what you wish you were or had as opposed to what you do. It's hard to appreciate what's around you when you're appreciating the hope of what could be instead

klara's perfectionism is very...perfectionistic sometimes. she's self confident, yes, but no matter what, she always tried to be the better self in many different ways, instead of settling down and looking at what she's already achieved. in a way, she does kinda stop trying to be the 'perfect' idea of herself once she realizes there is no such thing, yet still sometimes thinks about it </3

Patience - Despair

The tunnel never had a light. You wish for nothing because you know you'll receive nothing, and your hopes died out long ago. The only thing that keeps you going is the thrill of emptiness you feel when things don't turn out your way. It's bitter. It's proof. Proof that you don't feel this way for nothing.

YOU KNOW. at first i was like "yeah no this isn't like patience at all" BUT then i thought about it and. yeah. this is patience, though not in the way people see her or, hell, she herself sees self. it's something that's inside, something that's noticed all the things happening around and how no matter what, nothing changes, if only for the worse. her job especially is something that won't really give her anything good, and leaving it will probably mean death. (though i promise her situation will get better)

[luvbinnies]

i know thursdays are ass for you and you gotta wake up early as FUCK so have some hees to help you get through the day 😘

almost lost my mind searching for cute pics bc why is he so insanely fine like i rlly damn near screamed like what is he so hot for

Ahhh I saw this beofre i went to bed and was gonna answer but forgot to pack some school stuff and just passed out 😭

TYYYY BRO THIS MORNING WAS SOOO 💀 I was almost late but the teacher was also late so it’s good but it’s so stupid why they have classes be in different rooms I legit climbed up five stories of stairs before 8am to learn my class was on the second floor on the other side of the building 💀

Goshhh this is I think the third time someone just send me heeseung photos (is this a love language? Yeah MY love language) but thank you sooo muchhh!! <3333 do you love me or smth??!?

Man this guy is SAURRR ACKKK 😭 WANNA GIVE HIM A KISSY. Ty sm love you baeee <33333

[seventiesdeadgaywizards]

heyyyy i love your work sm!!!

do you think you could possibly do a wolfstar or jegulus wedding anniversary? maybe with baby harry??

thank you sm

have a great day and pls drink water <3333

snowfall and a special day

warnings: one use of explicit language, mentions of food, talk of male! pregnancies

genre: absolute fluff

pairing: regulus black x james potter, background evan rosier x barty crouch jr and remus lupin x sirius black

word count: 1k+

a/n: this is my first request on this account so thank you anon! it was a really cute one and i couldn’t resist with the rosekiller uncles as well as wolfstar. it just made sense to me with james’ friends there would be reggie’s as well

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Regulus had woken up to James gently stroking his hair, Harry nestled in between them, his soft breaths barely audibly. Regulus smiled down at him, not wanting to get up even though he had to, just wanting to stay with their small but perfect family. 

Eventually, he looks up at James, whispering as to not wake Harry. “I’ve got work, I’m coming home early though,” James nods with a smile and plants a kiss to his forehead. 

Regulus gets up quietly, ignoring Harry’s half awake pouts of “Papa! Come back!”, no matter how adorably they are. He throws on a suit, as he’s been able to ask for the afternoon off and only two meetings in the morning. He was excited, he’d be seeing Barty and Evan for the first time since they moved into their new place tonight. They’d also see Sirius and Remus. When they’d denied having a party because Harry was too young, Sirius had taken it upon himself to insist that they let him bring drinks. 

They’d spaced out the visits for Harry’s sake, knowing that both groups of adults would want to see him. They were seeing more friends tomorrow, but today was all that mattered.

Work passed by in a flash, just a whole bunch of nodding along and taking notes. By the time 1 o’clock came along, he was ready to see his husband and Harry again, and excited for their visitors. James had at first been pouting about the fact that he had to work on their anniversary, suggesting everything from calling in sick to blocking the conference rooms in the middle of the night from the inside so oops, looks like I’ll have to go home. Regulus had laughed and said it was fine, even though he had also wanted to just call in sick, he didn’t want to waste a sick day.

He rushed home, loosening his tie on the way in and racing upstairs to get changed, giving James a quick “Hello, love,” and a kiss on the cheek. He pulls on a Tshirt and jeans, before going downstairs as James wakes Harry. 

After a few minutes of rushed taking food out and last-minute cleaning, the doorbell rang. Regulus got it, smiling as he opened it. He hugged Barty and Evan tightly, laughing and joking with them. However, Barty soon made his motives clear. “Move your ass, Reg, I’m here to see my nephew!” Evan laughed and apologized for his behavior, and Regulus acted hurt before moving aside and letting Harry run towards them. 

“Uncle Rosie!” Harry proclaims, racing on his chubby legs toward the door as Evan crouches down to hug him and lift him off his feet. He’d taken to calling Evan that after hearing Barty call him Rosy, and Evan thought it was absolutely adorable. 

Barty fakes deep sadness as Harry chooses Evan over him, and Harry comes over, giving him a hug too. Barty shoots Regulus a look over Harry's hair, and says so Harry can’t hear; “I’m an afterthought. You’ve taught him horribly, Reg.” Regulus laughed. 

They talked for a while, James and Regulus asking about they’re move and family and all, and Harry enthusiastically showing his Uncles all of his favorite toys.

At 4:30, however, they have to go, as Pandora was throwing a party the same night. As they leave, they hear Barty tell Evan; “Okay, we need a child.” Evan laughs, then responds with, “You’d be the pregnant one, Bee, and I don’t think you’d manage that.” “Fine, then adoption!” Is Barty’s indignant answer, to which Evan responds with a hum, as though sure, let’s see how long it takes till you’re sick of it.

At around four fourty-five, the doorbell rings again. James opens it this time to Sirius and Remus, letting them in as Harry once again runs to greet the visitors. They hug Harry, laughing. Harry, however, immediately runs to Sirius, one objective in mind: pulling his bun out. Today it had a paintbrush in it of which the tip had been dyed pink after not washing it, and they hadn’t wanted to throw it away.

Sirius, boastful that Harry chose him, let’s out a squeak of surprise as he immediately grabs the paintbrush, effectively messing up his hair. Remus doubled over laughing at his shocked face, mouth gaping, and so did James. 

“You look like Moana,” Harry observes in awe, just as shocked but at the sight of him with his hair fully down. Remus laughs again, telling Sirius, “You are as demanding as a princess. But you act more like Maui,” Sirius gasps in offense and shoves Remus with his shoulder. Remus shoves right back. 

Harry, who was slightly tired by his earlier visit, still ran around, showing them everything in the house, including the upstairs and the bathrooms. They didn’t have the heart to tell him they’d seen the whole thing already when Reggie and James had moved in, he was just so excited.

Once it was time for them to leave, goodbyes were lingering as nobody really wanted them to go. They were eventually sent off with a tray of merengues for the holiday season, and when they opened the door to leave, they got yet another surprise. The whole front porch was lightly layered with white. It took a moment to click, but then they realized… snow. The first snow of the season. 

Sirius, being Sirius, did all his pouty child complaining about how cold it was outside. Remus, after mouthing I live with a child to James, making him looks in a laugh, just told him, “You’ll survive,” and as Sirius stuck his tongue out at him just laughed. 

They thanked them for the dessert and seeing Harry, and left the house and left Harry drained of energy… until he saw the snow. And it was hard to deny him of things, but even more so on they’re anniversary. Which is how they ended up in winter coats after dark at six pm in the park playing with the snow. It was the perfect end to the day.

[espresso-ships]

🎫 here's a gush pass ^^ feel free to gush about whichever f/o you want, however much you want, then send this ask to 3 other self shippers (optional) !

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AHHHH THANK YOU SM LOL! <333

*clears throat*

Ok so...

Him, just him <333

My boyfriend, my husband, my EVERYTHING GHHHH

He's so gorgeous and beautiful and I could cry because of it-

Also his eyes. HIS DAMN EYES <3333

He's so dreamy and my man and AHHH <3

Also...

This woman... Ágata F**kig Jiménez, you guys <333

Definition of girlboss

No but fr, my wife really started a whole rebellion and became the leader of the heist, like-

And this line OMG

INSTANTLY FELL IN LOVE WHEN WATCHING THIS SCENE <3

She's so unappreciated and deserve all love and appreciation and affection in the world and I'll GLADLY give it to her :')

Nairobi my beloved <333

Ok, I'm done.

...For now ;)

THANK YOU FOR THE FREE GUSHPASS <33