#then ofc as soon as im home

[uwooyoungs]

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[choccy-milky]

part 3 to my modern AU 💞🍺 (part 1 / part 2)

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[slashthrashandcrash]

The baby has gone off to her first day of Kindergarten so I have the day free for the most part...let's see if we get any art done

[disastersteps]

holds hands to their face

the thought of anita staring out, weither it was to strung a guitar or in the middle of the project, or just staring out. eyes blank, feeling afloat. floating. floating.

floating until two set of hands on their shoulders- each hand held firm and soft. but different.

and anita blinks, life in their eyes come, and they look up. behind them. ortega with her firm hand, and mortum with her soft hand.

anchors. how it is possible to have two anchors.

of course having two anchors hold you down from floating away, of course it kept you from losing yourself- who you were and who you are now.

and simply. ............. yeah.

[odysseys-blood]

need motivation to keep going but everything feels either too far away in the future for me to care if i get there or not or just unattainable

[h-doodles]

boy the sudden outpour of angst ideas for larissa weems x reader in my brain got me weeping so bad i feel a fever coming on

[boopshoops]

What position do they have? How long have they been working there?

for ezra! >:3

HI SAPPHY!! I hope you're well!! Keep being freaky deaky /lh /j

OH YAY EZRA QUESTIONS!! I've been wanting to write more about this dork >:)

What position do they have? How long have they been working there?

Ezra is a music and art teacher, though he primarily teaches music. 4/5 of his classes for each day are music-based, and in my AU there are more teachers that also lend a land in those classes (imagine like 2-3 teachers per subject with different classes).

Ezra hasn't been working at NRC for very long, at least in fae terms of the passage of time. He has been working there for three years, and it is his first teaching job. On top of being pretty much the most easygoing teacher at NRC, some of the other staff has looked down on him because of this.

Regardless of his mannerisms, he is very talented and dedicated to the arts, and he cares a LOT about his students to the degree of almost coming off as parental.

Ty for the ask! :D

[tetzoro]

aims for some reason your posts never appear on my dash anymore >:( tumblr is trying to keep us apart </3

SOBBB ;( !!! tumblr please don’t separate us !! if you can’t see my posts then what is this all for .. </3

[8aji]

hi 👀

[strifethedestroyer]

my uncle died. hm

this is the first time i've ever reached the tag limit. the last word is meant to be funeral.

[minglana]

also my friend (from the village) (a different friend) and i have been texting a lot this year

[arolesbianism]

Jackie and Odile both elicit giddy feelings in me when I look at them, but at least Odile has the decency to actually have images of her. I can't keep sitting here looking at my own drawings of my own design for a woman who sucks so bad and kicking my legs and giggling like a schoolgirl

[https-furina]

32. tighnari — fluff

(i love hims too)

⤷ pairing: tighnari x gn!reader

⤷ prompt: 32. “come over here; let me patch you up.”

⤷ warnings: fluff, reader is hurt so hurt/comfort?? no angst though :)

⤷ note from author: have husband :) this is my official blessing he will come home (on standart)

You knew that the Avidya Forest was full of dangers, yet you knew it was also full of unknown wonders, waiting to be noticed by someone. And you were itching to figure out the endless wonders waiting for you.

Your lover, however, disagreed.

"It might get dangerous out there. Maybe you should stay back this time," Tignnari cautioned, concern etching his features.

You, with a glint of determination in your eyes, shook your head. "I didn't become a forest ranger to sit idly by. We face dangers every day, Tignnari. Besides, I've walked these woods with you countless times, I can handle whatever comes our way."

Tignnari smiled, unable to resist your spirit. He agreed to let you come with him, albeit reluctantly. Together, you ventured into the heart of Avidya Forest, your steps guided by the mysteries hidden within the dense foliage.

Your expedition took an unexpected turn when you stumbled upon a rare species of luminescent mushrooms, the vibrant colors captivating your attention. Entranced by the discovery, you failed to notice the shadows closing in around you.

Suddenly, a group of eremites clad in rough attire emerged from the shadows, surrounding you and your lover without you even noticing.

"You're meddling in our business, rangers," their leader growled, eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint.

Tignnari instinctively stepped in front of you, his hand reaching for his bow. "We're just here to explore and protect the forest," he replied firmly.

The Eremites, undeterred, attacked without warning. Tighnari fought valiantly to protect you, but in the chaos, you were struck by a glancing blow. Pain flashed across your face as you stumbled backward.

With a surge of adrenaline, Tignnari intensified his efforts, defeating the Eremites one by one. As the last foe retreated into the shadows, Tignnari rushed to your side. You winced, clutching your injured arm.

"We need to get you out of here," Tignnari said, determination in his eyes.

Supporting you, Tignnari guided you through the forest, back to his home hidden amidst the towering trees. Once inside, he meticiously prepared the medicine for your arm.

"Come over here; let me patch you up," Tignnari said, his hands steady and gentle as he cleaned and dressed your wound.

You looked up at him, your eyes reflecting both pain and gratitude. "It hurts," you admitted softly.

Tignnari smiled sympathetically. "I'll do my best to make it better."

As he finished bandaging your wound, you couldn't help but tease, to release the tension in the room. "Will you kiss it better?"

Tignnari chuckled, leaning down to press a tender kiss on your injured arm. In that simple gesture, the pain seemed to subside, and the warmth of their connection lingered in the quiet of Tignnari's forest home.

[autism-corner]

loove putting my phone in the same pocket as my keys she looks so beautiful scratched <3

[isamoa]

“ WHAT GETS THEM HARD! ”

jjk men x f!reader ࿐ MDNI.

ᰔ、summary. jjk scenarios on how their dicks get hard ofc

ᰔ、tags. (ft. gojo, geto, toji, choso), nsfw, female anatomy, cunnilingus, exhibitionism, sexting, masturbation, etc.

ᰔ、a/n. these are just my silly depictions. if u dont agree idgaf lol

SATORU GOJO has the dirtiest mind and the highest sex drive. his pants definitely start feeling a little tighter at the sight of you eating a popsicle or something. specifically in public. he would have no shame in it either—casually forming a smirk on his face and dropping a snarky innuendo about the way you’re eating. “can you suck me off like that when we get home?” he’d mumble from across the table, his eyes peeking out from the top of his glasses, a smirk plastered on his lips; wet from the constant licking of his tongue. your eyes widen, a small ‘pop’ sounding from your mouth when you took the frozen sweet out to gasp at the man in front of you. “gojo! are you serious?” you’d yell in a whisper, looking around to see if anyone had heard him. “you’re right,” he’d sigh, standing up from his chair to reveal the very prominent and very obvious bulge in his pants. “we should just do it now.”

SUGURU GETO on the other hand is a polite man. like satoru, he’s a real freak in the sheets—but not as shamelessly. the littlest things can get him hard for sure, but unintentionally seeing your undergarments would really get him going. like an accidental peek at your panties from under your skirt, or a shirt thats a little too see-through showing off the print on your bra. he wouldn’t say anything of course, not right away. you would just be minding your own business one minute and then he’s dragging you towards the bedroom the next. “sugu- what are you-?” you would ask in a confusing tone, craning your head to look at the said man who was now behind you—pushing your stomach up against the countertop; a single hand brought up to grope your breast while the other laid flat against your hip. “your bra is showing.” he’d let you know blankly; an attempt to distract you while his hand slid it’s way into your pants. you would look down in response to his comment, noticing that your bra was in-fact showing like he said. unfortunately for him, you also already noticed the hardon pressed against your back.

TOJI FUSHIGURO gets hard from eating pussy. simple as that. he will get embarrassingly sloppy—juices coating his face and dripping down his chin, loving every second of it while his cock slowly grows harder. emphasis on grows. and if you think for a second that he does it for your pleasure, think again. this man will eat you out purely for his enjoyment only. his eyes are closed and his hands are squeezing at your thighs—legs thrashing uncontrollably from the uncomfortable pressure in his pants that’s about to come undone. “toji- let me help you.” you’d beg with a whimper, dragging your hand from the top of his head down to his cheek when you noticed the constant shuffling of his legs and the crease in his eyebrow. he’d laugh darkly, the breathy snicker creating a hum between your core that made a whine escape from your lips. “im fine mama,” he’ll say cockily, pulling a hand away from your leg to undo his zipper. “ill cum soon, you don’t gotta do ‘nun.”

CHOSO is a needy guy. his face will turn red at a simple flirty text—but send him a slutty pic and he might just cream his pants. fully naked or dressed in lingerie, his favorite or not, he will definitely feel some pressure down below. he might ignore you for a while, uncertain on how he should reply; if he’s even able to. “fuck- couldn’t wait till i got home, could you?” he’d whine quietly, trying his best to keep his voice down from the bathroom of his office job; one hand holding the phone up to his ear while the other rushed to unbuckle his belt. “sorry cho,” you’d apologize from the other line, voice rather faint as you posed for another picture to send him. “when are you coming?” you ask doubtfully just as his phone vibrates with another notification from your contact. “now- im comin’ now baby.” he replies with a huff, phone almost slipping from his ear. “really!?” you try to clarify—much more excited than the first time. “no, i mean im cumming. right now.”