#this is basically my brand

[poobirdy]

xin mo did not become the demonic op sword of all three realms for this!!! for @kawouwu who asked for binggeyuan sillies! thank you for your donation to svsss' gotcha 4 gaza!

[egophiliac]

his magic is so PINK and FLUFFY and PRETTY! I love it!

I'm ready to process the Diasomnias now, buckle up

[stellewriites]

Hii! Can you do ghoap x reader fluff? Like cuddles with mild flirting (from soap, obviously) and like soap is the little spoon, because in return he gets head scratches in return, reader in the middle, and Simon as the big spoon just pressing his face into the crook of readers neck?

Would rlly apreciate it <3

-🌑

i loved this idea when i read it and then proceeded to take far too long to actually answer it lmao BUT!! here it is,, ghoap x fem!reader fluff - ty for the request 💓

you picked up the cheap jar of pasta sauce and compared it to the branded version stacked next to it. as far as you could tell, the ingredients were the same and the little veg chunks included weren’t any smaller.

you nodded to yourself. it was decided, you weren’t paying two quid extra just for a name, fuck dolmio.

you looked higher to the top shelf and frowned when you saw the pasta had been pushed away from the edge and you’d be unable to reach it on your own.

“need a hand, dove?”

you turned to see a handsome man with a mohawk beelining towards you, his eyes tracing your frame with hot familiarity. without waiting for your response, he bullied his way into your space to reach over you for the pasta. barely stepping back, he handed you the pack and looked you up and down.

“thanks, stranger,” you said, holding back a laugh at his amused smile. you saw the moment he decided to play along.

“pretty skirt,” he said and nodded down to your bare legs peeking out beneath the denim.

“hm, my boyfriend got me it,” you said, a little teasingly.

“oh? and this boyfriend, he’s left ye all alone to do the shoppin’ has he?”

“no, he’ll be back soon. and he’s kinda protective, won’t be happy seeing me talking to other guys,” you said trying not to smile.

“ah’m no’ scared,” he scoffed, his own smile breaking out as he looked around the aisle eagerly for the aforementioned boyfriend.

“i don’t know, he’s pretty big and strong, wears a scary mask,” you said.

“aye? reminds me o’ my boyfriend,” he said and you finally giggled, leaning in to kiss him and giving up playing pretend.

“dove, they got their tiger bread in stock again,” simon said as he rounded the corner of the aisle and interrupting your kiss. “i ha’n’t ‘ad this in ages.” simon barely paused at the unexpected appearance of johnny, his eyes turning up in the corners as he smiled under his mask. “johnny, look, tiger bread.”

“yeah, i seen, si,” johnny said fondly, crowding you back against the trolley. “only getting the one loaf?”

simon paused. “hm. you’re right.”

you snorted as he dropped the bread into the trolley before heading back to the bakery section and leaving the pair of you alone again.

“work was a fookin’ drag, dove, cannae stand all this paperwork they’re keepin’ me busy with,” johnny groaned into your temple. you petted his arm consolingly before turning back to your list and shopping trolley.

“you were injured less than a month back, john, you can’t have been expecting to be back in the field so soon?” you hummed as you continued shopping with johnny leant over your back.

his silence spoke volumes.

you shook your head as you made your way through the store and waved simon over as you passed him by, hoping he hadn’t harassed the bakery staff into making more tiger loaves last minute for him. the absolute fiend.

“wha’s wrong with him?” simon asked as he got back, hands full as he nodded to johnny’s slumped frame. you refrained from asking simon if you really needed three tiger breads and instead nudged your other boyfriend up from your shoulder.

“he’s bored,” you said easily, grinning when johnny pulled back properly to send you a betrayed look.

“fuck’s sake. c’mere,” simon huffed before dipping down to kiss him, chuffing a laugh as johnny sputtered at the woollen texture of the mask in between them. “you’ll be back in no time. just behave or it’ll be longer.”

“ye sound like cap,” johnny grimaced. he wiped a hand down his tired face. “when are we goin’ home, hm? fuckin’ knackered, could do with a nap before dinner.”

“y’drive ‘ere?” ghost asked while you grabbed a box of eggs, checking for any cracked inside.

“aye.”

“then you can leave whenever,” ghost said flatly, though the glint of his eyes in the overhead lights betrayed his amusement at johnny’s plight.

johnny pouted.

“yer cruel, si. tell him, dove, he’s heartless,” johnny bemoaned dramatically.

“you’re cruel and heartless, simon, would you prefer strawberry jam or raspberry for a change?”

“could be a treat,” ghost conceded.

johnny groaned at the both of you, pinching your hip when you laughed.

“you both know i cannae sleep without someone’s arms around me,” he huffed, turning his big puppy eyes on you both.

you caved immediately.

“aw poor baby,” you cooed, biting your lip when you saw simon roll his eyes. “let’s get this done quick then, yeah? go grab the burgers we like from the frozen section and that ice cream we got a couple weeks back.”

“yes, ma’am.” johnny jogged off.

“si, can i trust you not to make your way back to the bakery if i give you a list of items to grab?”

“no,” he admitted without shame. “i saw the lad in the back prepping more for tomorrow, think i could convince ‘im to cook ‘em now for me if given the time.”

“right. hand holding it is as we find the toiletries then. ‘s like herding cats with you two.”

simon hummed, his eyes trained on the section you knew the bakery to be hidden in.

—

once home, johnny packed away the majority of your shopping in record time, snatching the jam from simon’s hands and almost throwing it onto the work top before plying his mask up one handed and dragging him down into a rough kiss with the other. you watched, amused, with raised eyebrows as johnny dragged him back towards the bedroom desperately, waving a hand at you and gasping out a needy, “dove, c’mon, stop fucking around,” in between wet kisses.

you didn’t need to be told twice before attaching your hands onto simon’s thick waist from behind, guiding them from bumping into any furniture or walls as they stumbled blind to the bedroom.

johnny pulled back with a dopey smile and pushed simon none too gently onto the bed. you took advantage of his lowered height and pulled off his mask completely, rubbing a gentle hand over his buzz cut hair and down to his jaw. you leant in for a soft peck before feeling johnny’s hands and arms wrap around your soft stomach.

he clung to you, nuzzling at your cheek over your shoulder until you turned in his arms to share your attention.

you heard the bed creak as simon settled further up the bed as johnny kissed you. you shuffled back, parting from johnny just long enough to get your bearings and climb onto the bed, simon’s hands moving to guide you back as johnny hummed against your lips.

you flopped back into simon’s arms, got comfortable as he wrapped you up and held you tight against him.

johnny sighed in relief at the sight and shuffled down so he could rest his head on your chest.

you gathered him close and laughed when he started whining when your hands stayed on his shoulders.

“so needy johnny, have you ever heard the phrase ‘patience is a virtue’?” you teased as you started to run your nails through his hair, lightly scratching until he sighed and dropped his body weight against you and simon.

“too t’red,” he mumbled.

simon lifted his warm hand from your hip and draped it heavily over the back of johnny’s neck, keeping him close. soon enough, the scot was snoring.

you tried not to laugh, your chest bouncing johnny with your muffled chuckles. “i think that might be a record.”

“tired lamb,” simon said condescendingly, but he rubbed his thumb lovingly over the soft skin behind johnny’s ear.

“don’t be mean.” you grinned back at him.

simon hummed and rested his head into the crook of your neck, tucking you in closer with the arm still wrapped underneath your waist. “not bein’ mean.”

he nipped at your neck, a soft nibble that had you gasping and clenching your thick thighs around the one johnny had slipped inbetween.

“prick,” you huffed without malice when he stopped and let out a long tired breath in your ear. he hummed with closed eyes, clearly not listening.

you chuffed a laugh into johnny’s hair. the low thrum of arousal simon had brought on was easy enough to ignore but you’d have rather he’d finished what he started. instead, you tucked your cold toes between his large calves behind you in penance and tugged johnny even closer, enough to smother him. with your arse perched perfectly in simon’s lap and johnny nestled close to his second favourite place on your body, you were sure they’d give you what you were after once their nap is over. you closed your eyes with a smile; you could wait for them to get their energy up, and you loved your puppy piles just as much as they did.

[theminecraftbee]

-slamming bolt upright in a cold sweat- what do you mean verbal contracts cleo. what do you MEAN verbal contracts cleo. artists if you're doing commercial work you're A) charging much higher rates and B) making them SIGN A CONTRACT, right? right? you understand why that's VITAL, right? why having a written contract is VITAL for commercial work? you understand? you make them sign a written contract? please if you go looking in proper artist/graphic design circles i'm sure you can find a basic form that's legal in your locality and doesn't require you talk to a lawyer but if you're doing commercial work you're MAKING THEM SIGN A CONTRACT RIGHT--

[daeyumi]

au Ganondorf 🪷

ngl i am Very proud of his design

[blueskittlesart]

hi sorry im back. on a lighter note i do read every single tag and comment left on my posts. every single one. and i really do appreciate and even thrive off that attention. making art is hard especially when i'm also actively working on thesis and other things that I can't immediately share but I do really appreciate everyone who takes the time to be kind or at the very least normal about the things i post. ily goodnight

[boarloved-art]

i like the car movies a lot.......

[shima-draws]

AAAAAAAA OMG only 193 eggs for this one!!

[lunaetis]

hellu hellu ! could you kindly LIKE and/or REBLOG this post if you’d be willing to interact with an independent MULTIMUSE BLOG featuring CANON CHARACTERS from various medias such as honkai: star rail, wuthering waves, fate series, final fantasy, tales of, pokemon & more ! run by a floof, awkward pupper named hina ? if you could help pass this around it’d be much appreciated, thank you !

[ RULES. | SELECTION. | REQUEST ONLY MUSES. ]

[saltycharacters]

[ID: Two digital artpieces featuring an original character. She's depicted as tall and lean, dark skinned with piercings and a bright smile, with a partially shaved head. The 1st drawing has her with a somewhat mis-matched outfit, including a torn heart tshirt over another torn long-sleeve, plaid skirt, tall sneaker boots, cardigan tied around her waist and various spiked collars. Her hair is tied into twin braids, and various flowers litter her look. The next image has her in a more dynamic pose, twirling in a long-sleeved dress as she grins at the camera, sporting various plant motifs as tulips keep her two ponytails up and a venus-flytrap symbol adorns her chest. She's wearing knee-high boots with buckles and spiked ends, wearing a small satchel that sports a cartoonishly evil face. End ID]

Yasmine in some new outfits again because what are ocs if not dolls to play dress-up with

Don't forget, help Palestine:

-> arab.org <- Click once a day for free

-> gazaesims.com <- Instructs how to donate esims

-> gazafunds.com <- Randomly selects a fundraiser for you to support

-> Fundraiser spreadsheet <- Lists Gazan fundraisers

-> Operation Olive Branch Spreadsheet <- Lists other ways to support

-> Resource link google doc <- Has tons of information and links

[raayllum]

RAYLLUM S5 MEME:  3/5 looks, 5x06, “bait and switch”

So... is this the place? No. Well, it's a place that'll take us to another place, and from that place we'll find a way to the place we're going.

[gloriousmonsters]

picturing Velvette huddled up on a Hell doorstep 2 hours after she arrived making a list of possible ways to get some power as quickly as possible on a bloodstained cellphone she took off a corpse and it's like

create startup, get aqui-hired

become first hellfluencer

sugar daddy?

startup + collab with a celebrity for more attention

celebrity boyfriend?

become already powerful couple's third, profit

actually find people to work with who respect and value my skills and me as a person <- this one is a joke

and then a year later she's in bed, awake after vox and val have nodded off for once, looking at mockups of the Vee tower design on her phone, and brings up the old list for just a minute to cross everything else out and write in 'all of the above???'

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

I am once again a slave to capitalism.

(I bought the in flight wifi)

[milder-manners]

whats your favorite cunty dream moment? mine is detective dream i think

you're going to be a little disappointed anon but my favorite cunty Dream moments are actually c!Dream toying with his food enemies. Like when c!Sam was trapped in Pandora and the finale streams (And that Laugh when Lmanburg blew up on Nov 18).

I need his ass back in dramatic roleplay

[heretherebedork]

Only Friends is more proof that I am extremely predictable because Ray called himself a burden and said he wasn't important and then turned into a total brat and I was instantly smitten. That's all it takes. Give me my spoiled little meow meow who snuggles into shoulders before digging in claws and then wandering back into the living room like it never happened, one that bites the hand that feeds and then purrs a moment later because once it's happened it's over and I am all over it.

[disillusionedhope]

AKARI: About Branding

@aakaneeee @bluemoonscape @4listr @rockwgooglyeyes @apriciticreveries @pwippy @paradisedisconcert @starry-skiez @nottoonedin

I did my branding myself.

I wouldn’t let those segyein touch me. I’d never let them. I set everything up on my own. The machines weren't hard to maneuver, and it looked like nobody was going to stop me. I was alone in that room. I wasn’t worried, I wasn’t afraid.

To be honest, Father wouldn’t have let the segyein here touch me anyway, but he still needed me branded. He would’ve come here himself if he had to. I didn't want him to, so I guess this was my only option, wasn't it?

The staff hate me, and I hate them too. When I walked out, I stared everyone down, my eyes burning into their heads. They knew they couldn't hurt me, or even put me in confinement because of my father's status. And either way, I did what they wanted, didn't I?

020788: [STATUS UPDATE]

We believe that 020788 is a rather unstable individual. Regarding past incidents with other students, she has been known to be quite hostile and violent.

020788 does not treat staff with respect nor kindness. We have seen an example of this today with the student branding procedure. Medical staff will attempt to deal with her accordingly.

We have also found evidence of 020788 leaving her room in the night often. There is also signs of 020788 having tampered with our security systems. We are unsure her motives behind this, but we will continue to monitor her as we investigate the matter.

The following files have also been speculated to have been stolen by 020788:

INCIDENT REPORT: 8-625

FILE A-1226 | 020798

[PRIVATE] Questioning of Subject-010721 Following Incident 8-625