#this is so sweet ahhhgg

[gaydexvocaloid]

Ty for the extraterrestrial cover Mr Yuma SynthV life has been kinda sucky recently and it's been helping me feel better

(Also I'm really excited for broadcast illusion,, i got the notif right when i was getting the confidence to send this lmao)

AWW OF COURSE DUDE IM SO HAPPY I COULD MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER <33 i genuinely hope your life gets better, i believe in you dude you can get thru this

( THANK YOU!!!! IM GLAD U ARE AAAA it’s my first time using vocaloid so i’m scared for what ppl think LOL . tysm for getting the confidence to send this ask!!

[honeeslust]

Satoru Gojo | cruel

🖤 I’m thinking about what Gojo does when you give him the silent treatment.

🖤 also I keep seeing mating press allover my feed. Idk what I did to end up here but I like it lol. As always I tried but let me know if I captured it right. 🤗

🖤 WC -1k

" don't be like that, baby talk to me." He would smile, earning an annoyed eye roll from you as your tried to shrug him off. He would respond by reaching for your hand, his fingers looping around yours and he would tug just slightly. His eyes would be reading the way your body immediately softened at his touch. You wouldn't come right out and tell him just why you were so upset and he wouldn't be able to take you giving him the silent treatment.

Besides, how could you stay mad at him when his eyes were legitimately bluer than the the fucking sky when he'd please sweetness you as his hands took you by the waist? How could you focus on anything other than his fingers tapping lightly on the backs of your thighs when he whispered " Tell me what I did baby" while kissing your stomach? He would smile up at you.

— But this wouldn't be his I'm sorry smile, but more like come here so I can taste you so you can't stay mad at me smile. He would stand, purposely making you feel small as he towered over you.  Easily, he would drag you in closer to his body. He would embrace you tighter than you could stand. He'd know he had you as soon as you stopped breathing from the way you felt his teeth graze your neck while his powerful grip seized a handful of your ass.

...

Who were you kidding? It was virtually impossible to stay mad. — Not with the way he had your legs spread wide open so he could continue throttling your clit with his masterful tongue. He knew every flick and roll would make it that much harder for you to even recall what he did to set you off in the first place. " don't be mad at me baby." He'd say entering you with his fingers.

His touch, almost icy as he opened a small domain, one of his making just for you, one where everything he could make your body feel would be heightened. He knew you couldn't be able to manage a single coherent thought, only "Ahhhgg— yuhh—yuh, ahh Toru, fuck your tongue is so fucking-guuhhhh—" He would enjoy you're sentences breaking off into moans while he treated the sensitive bead with such excruciating detail. You'd drag your nails over his shoulders as he spelled sorry across your drenched crease repeatedly "mmm hmm" , he would mumble with his pretty mouth full of your pussy and his nimble tongue madly lapping away at your clit until he could taste your approaching release.

" — tell me what I did wrong baby"  he'd beg crawling his way over your body that was now bathed in his blue haze. " please," he'd breathe into your neck while he reached down to pull out that heavy prick to stroke your entrance with. He'd sigh when you wrapped your legs around him, your toes curling as you waited for that familiar stretch from him. " I wanna know so I don't do it again baby." "Ahh" you'd hum as he pushed inside, rolling his hips slowly to fill you up just an inch at a time. " I don't —, I don't know, just don't stop, mmmhh Stroruu please."

You wouldn't know anything other than Satoru and the things he could do to you. Again he'd tease you with his pathetic pleas knowing full damn well he was forgiven the I first time he made you come, " how do I know what I did if you won't tell me?"  His hips would clap against yours as he lost himself in where you began and he ended.

Was this his intent? — To just keep fucking you stupid, to just keep reminding you why you can never stay mad at him. Maybe! — and even if so, you didn't care. Maybe this was exactly what you wanted. He was practically telling you as much, —not letting up in the slightest to let you speak your mind even if you tried.

No! he'd only force your legs further back, hands clenched tight to the backs of your thighs. He'd drag his hips back and forth, forcing you to come repeatedly. " ahhh-sss, you forgive me don't you baby?" He'd say just before filling you with the thickest creamiest load, your grateful core claiming everything that he's giving you. Still Satoru would persist. Kisses to your legs, your body numb, your mind blank, his hands flipping you over to your stomach as he readied himself to make sure you knew just how sorry he was.

[montaigness]

hi x_x i finally made a tumblr so i can openly appreciate ur heathcliff arte.. i got shown ur diluc design & i agree with u about him being mr darcy coded AHHHGG u are my fave artist in the whole tumblr world

HELLOOOOOO THANK YOU SO MCUH FOR REACHING OUT ;;__;; <3333333 im so happy u enjoy how i draw heathcliff and diluc... i agree w u so so so much i just think diluc is such a gentleman and so sweet and thoughtful... u__u <33 swoon.... regency gentleman diluc is so real to me.

IM SO HAPPY U SAY SO UEUEUEUEUE THANK YOU SO MUCH ;;;;;;;

[sandisjustsad]

No because I’m super nervous typing this but I absolutely LOVE your art! The colours and lines are very funky and honestly you’re one of the big SCP artists in my opinion, and for a good reason!

Ahhhghgghfdfff /pos

God I'm really happy about this.. like thank you so much??? Woah??? Me??? And. Also it's alright I'm also nervous like all of the time ahhhgg AGAIN THANK YOUUU SOOO MUCH!!!! this is honestly so sweet...(/^-^)(^ ^*)/

[honeydjarin]

absolutely adore the new theme AND the new chapter babes. also, our nicknames rhyme ahhhgg <33

I’m back in my prospect feels and rather than make everyone in my household suffer through that movie again I’m just going to form my whole life around it!

Also your comments on the new chapter made my heart grow three sizes. They were so sweet thank you!

They do!!! I used to have it as bee, because some people call me z-z-bee and it fit the whole honey theme of my url, but there’s so many bee’s here I’ll let the people who’s name actually starts with be have it

[hafrenstay]

AAAAHHHH THIS WAS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!!

Mc was a whole mood at the beginning hahaha

(...) —which was a blatant lie, because you were and still are head over heels for him, but we’ll keep it for comedian purposes—, because damn did that man look good in a suit. Lee Minho ladies and gentlemen <333 that man would look good even if dressed as a potato.

You smiled at him, and it had been like always, but to him, it was the most gorgeous smile he had ever had the pleasure to see, let alone cause, and it made his heart feel tight on his chest, a blush that ran to his cheeks and ears, as red-tinted as your lips, so sweet-looking that Minho had to hold back not to kiss you, keeping him from checking if they’d taste just like how they looked. OH MY GOODNESS this was so perfect ?!?! Just ahhhgg painfully heartwarming <33

He didn’t just want to take you to weddings. It got me giggling and kicking my feet !!

You turned to face him, and he snickered, his hand traveling to your face and kissing the corner of your lip, cleaning it. This... This is... Oh boy

Weddings didn’t feel lonely anymore. AAAWWW <3

Something felt heavier on the pocket of his jacket. I gasped!!!! Oh my goodness!!!

“I fell in love with you in a wedding.” He started. “Not really, considering I had been pinning for you long before, which Felix never hesitated to say how down bad I was for you and how blind I was for not addmitting it.” this made everything 10 times better!!!!! It was so sweet !!!

He shrugged. “English is hard,” he giggled. You laughed too, pulling him into a kiss. So Minho coded <333 hahaha I love it

This was a very lovely fic !!!

had to make sure you’d catch it.

SUMMARY: no one expected jeongin to be the first to marry in the group, but furthermore, no one expected minho to be the one to ask you first, and certainly not like that.

REQUESTED! by a pookie anonnie right here. fluff!!! minho!!! yess!!! we love to see it. tysm for this, hope you like it as much as I did! <3

CW: use of sarcasm (because yes?), use of very stupid humour (because it makes everything better), one (1) mention if hyunlix (just for funsies) the one and only beyoncé is mentioned once (yes this is a warning because it’s a silly joke but it’ll make sense i promise) and welp, WEDDINGS MENTIONED 🗣️🗣️🗣️ WTF IS A COMMITMENT 👹👹👹/jkjk

WC: 2.1k

A/N: can someone tell jypapi that now I need more of Lee Know in suit and tie? thanks ^^

[☆◽️💐◽️☆]

Weddings.

Ah, yes.

That motherfucker.

It’s not like you had anything against the people that were marrying each other —God, no! Good for them!—, but rather how seeing husband and wife looking flawless and so in love made you feel.

Lonely.

As fuck.

But it all changed when you went to a wedding with a plus one for the first time. Well, he had been invited to a wedding, and you happened to be around and free.

It had been not too soon before you two started dating, but a small part of your brain knew that if you hadn’t seen Lee Minho in that gorgeous tuxedo that evening, or maybe before, when he blushed as he asked if you were free, then perhaps your choices would’ve been different —which was a blatant lie, because you were and still are head over heels for him, but we’ll keep it for comedian purposes—, because damn did that man look good in a suit.

It was when you entered the venue with him by your side, the flutters of going with your friend and crush to a wedding, of all places… the flowers, the setting, and, oh, the couple.

Everything was beautiful. It almost made you feel like you were the main character, the bride, despite the obvious knowledge that it could only be that gorgeous woman dressed in white, unlike you, in a short and fitted dress in a dark blue hue, matching your companion’s tie.

“I never would’ve thought you liked weddings so much.” Minho whispered in a soft snicker, as teasing as always, eyes fixated in the way you seemed to glow.

But you two were sat next to each other as the officiant spoke, and he was leaning close to you, his lips right by the shell of your ear, and Jesus Christ in motorbike, because he looked outstanding, and oh my god, because his hand was resting on your leg, warming up your body, that was also covered by his suit jacket because poor you had underestimated how cold a church could be, even in the end of summer.

‘Liked’ weddings? You would have cackled loudly if the setting had been more appropriate. If it meant that Minho would treat you like that every single day, you’d fucking marry one.

But instead, you chuckled softly, laying your hand on his, the one that still rested right above your knee, and you leaned too, silently reeling in the smell of his cologne.

“Never thought you’d take me to one.”

And it was not like you were going to know too soon, but to Minho, in that moment, time seemed to freeze as he stared at your features.

You smiled at him, and it had been like always, but to him, it was the most gorgeous smile he had ever had the pleasure to see, let alone cause, and it made his heart feel tight on his chest, a blush that ran to his cheeks and ears, as red-tinted as your lips, so sweet-looking that Minho had to hold back not to kiss you, keeping him from checking if they’d taste just like how they looked.

He didn’t just want to take you to weddings.

And with that thought in mind, months later, after several dates going coffe shop to coffe shop, falling in love with you, with the soft and soothing tone you spoke to his pets and how beautiful you looked like in his house, happily petting Soonie, he knew then and there that his house wasn’t his home anymore.

You were.

And he kissed you tenderly that night, struggling to find a way to express these feelings with words.

So it made both of you feel very giddy when years later, another wedding showed up.

“You’ve gotta be fucking with me.” He had mumbled, reading the mail as he entered back home. “Jagi, I’m home!” He stated loudly, the cats meowing him welcome.

You came from your study room, leaving an email half written to welcome him back for the day. He handed you the mail, but not before pecking your forehead.

“What’s going on?” You smiled softly in slight confussion, to which he grinned at you, head tilted to the first letter in the bunch.

You stared at it, your eyes turning wide, and read the sentence a couple times.

“There’s no way.” You covered your mouth, laughing in disbelief. “Our little Innie is getting married?”

“I think I lost a bet to Hyunjin.” Minho chuckled.

“Have you called him?” You smiled, excited, cheerfully going back to your study to pick your phone.

“I just saw that idiot back in JYP, he didn’t even tell us!”

Two months. Yang Jeongin, little baby bread, was marrying his now fiancé in two fucking months.

Minho couldn’t believe it, nor could you.

And then, as soon as autumn started to arrive, the first leaves turning different tones of red and yellow, falling to the ground.

Then, the wedding date came by.

[☆◽️💐◽️☆]

You embraced Jeongin’s wife in a tight hug.

“How does it feel?” You mumbled giddily, feeling Minho’s arm go back to your waist as soon as you let go of the beautiful woman dressed in white.

He’d been extra clingy the whole venue, and you had loved and cherished every moment of it. You both knew what that first wedding had meant for the other, all those years ago. It made your tummy fill with butterflies, ones that had been there ever since Minho swooshed your way.

The bride grinned happily, trying hard not to cry so she wouldn’t ruin her makeup.

“It’s like a dream I’m about to wake up from.” She snickered, cheeks covered in a pink hue that couldn’t be hidden with the light foundation she was wearing. “But you’ll get it quite soon, right?” She muttered with a smile, as if in confidence, like sharing a secret you were supposed to know.

“Ah?” But you were clueless.

Before realizing she could’ve fucked up a major canon event, his husband called her from affar, busy dealing with all the guests and the photographer, a tall man with little to no patience and lots of angry italian gestures.

“C’mon, quick.” Minho grinned next to you. “Let’s get to the chocolate fountain before someone eats all the strawberries.”

You two chuckled, sprinting towards the large set of tables and the main table, filled with different types of fruits and cheeses.

“Mmhhm!” You hummed, the warm chocolate melting on your mouth, mixing with the sweetness of the strawberry. “We really need one of these back at home.”

You two giggled and ate a couple more strawberries.

“You have chocolate in your mouth.” Minho mumbled.

You turned to face him, and he snickered, his hand traveling to your face and kissing the corner of your lip, cleaning it.

The chocolate tasted better like that anyways.

You felt your face flush, and you tutted at him playfully.

“You can look, not touch,” you mumbled with a toothy grin. “I spent so much time pissing off the makeup artists back at their place, I can’t have you ruin my lipstick, sir.” You chuckled teasingly.

“I can’t?” Minho raised his eyebrows, and you felt small under his stare, like a little prey. “Really?”

You blushed, pouting. “Minho, not fair.”

He laughed loudly at you, and then back hugged you.

“We should move before they realize we ate half of the strawberries.” He mumbled next to your ear, and cheekily nibbled on it for a second.

You giggled at his antics, and went back to where everyone was settled, joining and taking a couple of pictures with the group.

Your smile widened looking at them, groom and bride, who casually rambled about something you couldn’t hear.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Your boyfriend grinned curiously next to you.

You looked at him, your heart fluttered.

Weddings didn’t feel lonely anymore.

“They look so cute together.” You sighed. “So beautiful.”

Minho sighed too, his arm swiftly going back to your shoulders.

“Very.” He muttered softly. He wasn’t talking about the couple.

Laughter and conversations filled the air as guests, dressed in their finest, mingled beneath the gentle glow of twinkling lights.

“It’s time for the bouquet throw!” A loud voice announced.

You looked at Minho and winked teasingly.

“Hold my purse.” You smirked in between giggles. “This one’s mine.” He blushed at your determination.

It wasn’t that you had forgotten what catching the bouquet meant, rather just casually left that thought at the back of your mind.

Minho almost shivered, barely cathing your bag.

Marrying you?

Something felt heavier on the pocket of his jacket.

You settled in the group of women that stood a couple of feet away from the bride, who was laughing and pointing at someone in the midst of the girls.

“Good luck, ladies!” A low voice made you cackle loudly.

“Good luck, Felix!” You chuckled. “Good one, Hyune!” You sent a thumbs up to Hyunjin, and he laughed, blushing.

With excitement bubbling in the air, the moment arrived slowly, almost painfully so. A hush fell over the gathered guests, their eager eyes fixed on the radiant bride. She held the bouquet, a bundle of beautiful daisies, like a symbol of wishes waiting to be granted. With a grin, she turned around, and a playful spark lit up her eyes.

Full of anticipation, she raised the bouquet high above her head. Time seemed to pause for an instant, and then, with a joyful toss, she…

She… stopped?

You didn’t have time to frown in confusion when she turned around again.

The guests that had been crowded around you moved away, and the bride giddily walked towards you.

She squealed. “This is so cute. Here, girl. It’s yours.”

And she handed you the bouquet.

You blabered confused sounds of vowels, not quite understanding what was happening yet.

Gasps and other surprised reactions filled the venue, and you looked around, wondering what was all the fuss about.

“Sorry to ruin the fun, jagi.” A known voice sounded tenderly behind you, and then he giggled. “I had to make sure you’d catch it.”

With your eyes wide and your features displaying a soft grin of surprise, you turned around to face him.

“I fell in love with you in a wedding.” He started. “Not really, considering I had been pinning for you long before, which Felix never hesitated to say how down bad I was for you and how blind I was for not addmitting it.”

Your eyes swelled with tears, your hands covering your mouth. “M-Minho…”

He sniffed, holding back his own, a blush deep on his face.

“I fell in love with you over and over again, in every date we went to and every time you came by my appartment to say hi to the cats, claiming that you felt like they missed you, when it was most likely me who did.” He stared at his hands, fidgeting with them, his palms feeling sweaty.

He raised his head then, and stared deeply into your eyes. He chuckled, falling in love with you once more.

“I have a feeling that, over the course of our lives together, I will fall in love with you as many times as there are stars in the sky.” Minho smiled tearfully, a lump on his throat. “Over and over again.”

You started laughing as tears fell down your cheeks. He bent down on one knee, and your pulse faltered for a moment.

“Will you marry me?”

Because in your first wedding together, he did’t just want to take you to weddings and see other people getting married.

He wanted to marry you.

“Minho, I-” you sobbed, smiling. “Yes! Please!” You chuckled.

He hugged you tightly, and of course, just to make sure you knew who you were getting married to, he teased you.

“Like the one and only godess, Beyoncé, said once,” he mumbled in your ear, “if you like it and you’re sure, put a ring on it.”

“Minho!” You squirmed in between chuckles. “That’s not how the lyrics go!”

He shrugged. “English is hard,” he giggled. You laughed too, pulling him into a kiss.

You sure loved an idiot. But it was your idiot fiancé, soon to be your idiot husband.

Yours only.

[☆◽️💐◽️☆]

~Kats, who hasn’t been in a wedding since 2018, and i think it kinda shows lol

[lady-ragnvindr]

The Dress

Fem!Reader

So this got posted way too early while I was trying to finish it and now its here 😃

Tumblr you piece of shit

Disclaimer: Anyways, this was to quench my thirst for a maid Xiao. Do know that since this isn't finished I would be adding more stuff into it

(artist is @expuella )

Xiao grunted, his back was pressed against the wall, his skirt pushing up as you grabbed his petite waist and forced him to grind on you.

Kissing and biting his neck, Xiao's head fell back, a thud heard as he all but ignored the pain and moaned. Marking his snow white skin, the cute green collar hugging his neck making his skin much more tempting to mark.

Your hand gripping his thighs around your hips, pushing your thigh between his legs, grinding on him and if that wasn't enough, Xiao humped on your thigh. He whimpered and moaned, wanting to be fucked.

"(Y/N) I-I want ahhhgg" he muffled his moaned as he hugged you, his hips grinding down on your thigh. Fully grabbing him, you moved him to a near by table, sat him down and started ravaging him.

"The dress looks so pretty on you doll" your husky voice seducing him into complete submission. Xiao whimpered, "Do I l-look pretty?" His golden orbs looking at you, pleading you to praise him and you let a small smile.

"Of course, you are beautiful my love" Gently kissing his lips, confirming him the love that you shared with him.

But the sweet moment didn't last long you silently had sneaked your finger inside his panties and started to slowly entered him as he mewled at the sensation. Pushing his hips towards you, he started to fuck your fingers. Moaning above your lips as you looked at him, a wicked smile taking away the softness you had for him and turning into a daring need to make the ayashka break.

Soon after feeling that Xiao was comfortable enough, you pushed in a second finger, this time stretching his tight walls and the poor ayashka whimpered. "It has been a long time since I have stretched you, right? You are so tight down their..." You whispered above his moaning form as he weakly nodded.

Xiao's legs trembled with every thrust you made, pushing your fingers to meet his prostate and seeing on how every thrust you made the ayashka would whimpered. Until the pleasure left him. "w-wwaitt" he looked at you and whimpered a plead for you to take him and softly you petted his hair and assured him that you will.

Theirs a reason why you bought a dress for him...

Leaning away from him, you flipped him over, his chest meeting the surface of the table having his ass for your eyes only. You pulled the skirt back on his back, showcasing more of his ass and caressed it. Spreading his cheeks, you lined the strap on that you have put on a few minutes ago, and pushed in.

Xiao's mouth opened, no sound coming until you fully were inside. He felt so full, pushing back on your hips wanting it to go deeper but you pushed away only to slam back inside.

Ah yes the dress fitted him perfectly, maybe it wasn't so bad having a maid ayashka after all.

[blurglesmurfklaine]

ALRIGHT YOU ASKED FOR THIS BABEYYYY a three song playlist describing how i feel about you please enjoy the references: 1) Be Okay (GCV) or Oh Honey version 2) long story short 3) Eye of the Tiger & bonus track 4) He Can't Spell - Dennis Brown for obvious reasons ily

Okay I can’t even beef with you for making it four songs bc you’re so SWEET SIM!!!! ILY!!

Be Okay is one of those songs that is so happy but used to make me cry for no damn reason????? SO I LOVE

long story shit is just. 🥺 🥺 🥺 LIKE THAT SONG IS JUST SO INSPIRATIONAL TO ME IDK WHY BUT ITS SO FEEL GOOD AND I JUST AHHHGG OKAY OKAY I’m OKAY

Eye of the tiger is SO much more badass than I see myself as BUT THANK ANYWAY!!

And U know what. I can’t even be mad for the last one this is so fucking soft ily!! THANK I SIM BB 💞💞

[4hobii]

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[nochuobsessed]

THANK YOU AND UR FIC IS AMAZING SO SHHHHH and omg thank you for thinking I’m sweet and that my work is art ahhhgg thank you!!!♥️♥️♥️

Reign || Pt 24

Reign Masterlist

Word Count: 3.2k

Groups: BTS, EXO, Blackpink, Twice

Au: Royal

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader, Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst | Fluff | Smut | Au

Warnings: breastmilk play, outside sex, angst, unexpected visitors

Previously:

“I-I’m so sorry,” Jungkook says, “But I can’t lose him, or you.”

He picks you up bridal style, and you cry into his shirt, feeling the material become soaking wet underneath your fingers.

He carried you back to your room, getting you changed and into bed. You lay there emotionless, not feeling Jungkook pull you onto his chest.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, holding you tight, “We will see him again soon, I promise.”

You let out a shaky breath, “Find whoever is doing this, and kill them.”

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[mayakondi]

Ahhhgg finally a majestic blog ✨

This is so sweet thank you! ❣️❣️