#thx for asking bb!!!

[vampirekittn]

chococat, my melody & badtz-maru ^-^ ♡

chococat: what do you miss the most about your childhood?

i rly just miss not having any worries or real responsibilities. i could just have fun and not think too deeply about things

my melody: what is your dream job?

i would love to be a singer!!

badtz-maru: favorite place you’ve traveled to?

i went to portland, oregon for the first time a few years back and i rly enjoyed my time there, also when i was rly little i went to hawaii but i don't remember much of my trip so i'd love to go back!!

send me sanrio themed asks

[aoxue]

DJ IS BACK WITH ANOTHER AU IDEA! SL has inherited a ranch from his estranged relative and has absolutely no idea what to do with it OR how to tend to horses. include as many characters as you please >:)

Alright for this AU ask we're having a songxiao Hallmark movie because I've never actually done something like that before

Song Lan is a lawyer at a big city, high power law firm. He went into law hoping to further efforts for climate justice, conservation, etc., before repeatedly finding that most environmental law positions are about helping big actors find loopholes in environmental policy to keep getting away with things. So now he's in, like. Contract law, and it's fine, but not something he's very passionate about, and the firm he's at keeps him too busy to think too hard about it.

He inherits this ranch from some distant, distant relative he's never heard of? Song Lan thinks it's a scam at first, but the paperwork all looks legit. He's friends with Lan Xichen (from college, now a music professor) who tells him to take a much needed break after this most recent big case and check it out. Recurrent minor role as the supportive friend from home who encourages the main character to go out and live a little.

White Snow Ranch is a small operation in a space that once housed a much larger business. Luo Qingyang is the foreman who keeps things running, and she lives on site with her family. Xue Yang is an unreliable stablehand who hasn't been fired yet because he's got such a knack for fixing the machinery around the ranch. He has a side gig that pays him way more per hour doing survey work for Jin Oil, who have been trying to buy up land in the area.

White Snow has a handful of horses at any given time, breeding and selling to local buyers. Some of the other space in the stables gets rented for people to board their own horses. A-Qing is one such boarder. She's a teenage girl who wants to Win The Rodeo This Year. She's the one who does the most to teach city slicker Song Lan how to ride and laughs at him a lot.

Her older brother, Xiao Xingchen, is the kind and attractive large animal vet who makes calls to farms and ranches across the county. He's an environmental activist on the side. He's a pest to the oil companies and corporate farms that keep snatching up land in the area, and the office of Jin Oil's CEO have multiple numbers from him blocked. Romance arc naturally commences.

Song Lan is getting pressured to sell the ranch from pretty much the moment he arrives. Instead of folding (because what is he going to do with a ranch), he (with Xingchen's help) talks to the locals and looks into the sales of land to Jin Oil. And what do you know, the company has been doing subtle but illegal things with their contracts that have been shorting the landowners. Through Hallmark magic, they can press charges, beat the company, and get some kind of a win for he locals in about a month with no retaliation. Because love, hard work, and justice always win, forever (i.e., the 90-minute run time)

Seventh point because I've already accidentally gone over and that's that Song Lan transfers ownership of the ranch to Mianmian, since practically, this is already her gig, which gives her more freedom to make some more radical business decisions and rejuvenate White Snow. They start raising bison in addition to horses as a species restoration effort, for one thing. Maybe they use some of the space for solar panels or wind turbines as a clean energy thing, and maybe Xue Yang keeps that running smoothly. Song Lan keeps doing law stuff with a more environmental justice lean and he and Xiao Xingchen move in together. A-Qing achieves her rodeo dreams. Happily ever after, roll credits

[celestie0]

You are such an incredible writer and person, I really want to become friends with you😭😭😭 I literally decided to enable notifications(?) just to read every post you write🫣

AWHH WE CAN BE FRIENDS!! 🫶🏼💕 i wish we could all hang out at a park or something thatd be sm fun 🤣🤣 i appreciate it my love :”) and omgg i see 😭 i be shit posting a lot so apologies in advance hahaha but it’s really kind of you to be interested in what i post on my silly lil blog over here :””)

[starified-lizzy]

Sometimes I zone out and suddenly BAM attacked with Blue and Navy thoughts

Got any random facts about them?

Oh god uhhhh

See- I can’t say shit about them that doesn’t give away like- MAJOR plot points for the final arc/segment.

I guess… they’re protective as fuck over each other? Especially after the whole Armaros situation.

And when Blue gets the other fucks, that protectiveness gets tripled? I guess? Brotherly love across three different versions of said brother I guess. Fuck if I know, I don’t have siblings.

Uhhhhh and I guess a big thing that I foresee could be asked later is about Hatsune Miku and her relation to them.

She is their cousin, because why the fuck not.

Also I guess I can just say that their Mother’s name is Indigo. A family named after shades of blue because I say so (also it’s lore shit).

[a-chaotic-dumbass]

Firstly, when you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publically. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non negotionable, positivity is cool)

WELL IF I HAD TO NARROW IT DOWN

i LOVE my fingers i like how nice they look whenever i paint my nails and i love my nails and i like the little clink clink sound they do when i type and i LOVE how pretty my hands are and the little claw marks and scars left by my cat and my vv obv veins LOVE it all

i also rlly rlly like my eyes i like the dark green color so dark they look brow and my lashes snd the fact that they look like spider legs crawling fron my eyes bc of how lobg they are

i like my clothes and makeup too i like treating every day like a fashion show and always having the excuse to dress up bc the excuse is that its FUN and LOVELY and i have FUN doing my makeup

a stranger one but i like my history notes🚶‍♀️ i think i organise them VV well and its all vv aesthetic while also being easy to read and having a pattern my adhd brain can follow

i also think that im good w languages😌 be it lithuanian or english or dutch i can take it and learn it in a few months as long as its not russian

[williamchiu]

1. what is something you wish you knew when you first made your debut? 2. what is something you think about when you want to make yourself happy? what about when you want to make yourself angry?

WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WISH YOU KNEW WHEN YOU FIRST MADE YOUR DEBUT?

"that being foreign-born would severely limit my opportunities here. it's the same in the states, and like, sure, it's less-so here in asia, i can admit that. however, i currently have nothing scheduled after 'psycho' dropped, and that's fucking sad in my opinion. i'm tired of feeling like i have to beg my team for work, especially when my work-ethic and material are incredible. i hate feeling like my talents and potential are being wasted, but... that's what i get for signing with everlast entertainment, i guess."

WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU THINK ABOUT WHEN YOU WANT TO MAKE YOURSELF HAPPY? WHAT ABOUT WHEN YOU WANT TO MAKE YOURSELF ANGRY?

"honey, i'm not much of a dreamer. i'm a doer. i don't 'think' about things to make myself happy, i literally just go and do the things that make me happy. that, and like, why would i want to subject myself to anger? that seems like a dramatic waste of time. though, i will say, the quickest way to get me feeling heated is if you dare compare me to choi joosung. nothing is a bigger insult, to me, than that, even if it's intended to be a compliment. it's essentially telling me that i'm flat, lifeless, and generic, and like... no thanks. like, god. the audacity... the nerve."

[killthefuckinglights]

when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool) 💚

been lovin this new halsey song only partly bc she samples britney 😌

gonna rec the newest tbs album till I die fr

self-explanatory 😁

god I love queen 🥹

highly recommend hank trill if you're a fan of koth. he just put out a huge new album, too!!

[lil-cattz]

you are cute so so cute I wanna steal your cuteness for myself

you can try

[joesquinns]

I’m obsessed with your header omfg

I feel ya 🫠

If you want I can make you one - just send me an dm 😉

[muppetsnoopy]

For the ask game, Mint, lilac and fern <3

love uu

[spidr-rnan]

💕 tumblr appreciation time!! ✨✨ send this to ten people who've got a 🍑 FAT ASS 😳 or who you appreciate seeing on your dash 😌

Umm yeah hate to break it to ya but….it’s YOU 😜😘

I HAVE A FAT ASS?? ................................................ ......... ........... ....... ...................... ........ .... . . .

THANK YOU! ✨💖

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

Can u do resident evil guys on your birthday?? Nsfw if possible

Thx bb 🫶🏽

Sure bb gotcha. I hope you like these 😉💖 btw reblogs are appreciated as they help this blog reach out to more people🥰

Warning: NSFW content below ⬇️

The cake was on the table with the candles long burned and with a bottle of wine right next to it, which hadn't been opened yet. In the back of the room, there were moans coming right from the slightly opened door.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, legs resting over Wesker's shoulders, as he was busy giving your birthday present. You only managed to remove his shirt before he got right into the action.

His tongue was going relentlessly over your clit, giving that little bud intense sensations as he ran up and down over it. The soft touch made your legs tremble with every lick, and it made you tighten the grip on the poor sheets.

"Enjoying yourself, dove?" glowing red eyes were looking at you for a brief second, waiting for a response, but seeing you wish to remain silent, another lazy, long lick followed.

"Yes, very much, yes..." you said after gasping.

You took a deep breath when you felt two of his thick fingers slowly entering your warm hole. They quickly found your spot, and he began massaging it as his tongue picked up the pace. I

It was bliss. Your whole mind was dazed as it was quickly overcome by pleasure. His tongue and his fingers worked in perfect rhythm to bring you joy.

A third finger joined, and you started to feel full already, but that sensation would soon be replaced by the approaching climax. The familiar pressure began to be noticed, and it grew and grew until....his lips, his cheeks, and his chin were covered in your warm juices.

Wesker let out a satisfied moan as his tongue cleaned his coated fingers.

"You are simply delicious. I could devour you all day long."

"I-I wouldn't mind," you said as you tried to catch your breath.

"I think it's time to move on to your next present tho" he said, pulling out his shaft from his pants, and it was just as you expected: red, swollen, and leaking. "Shall we?" he asked, smirking.

From the cake, there were two or three slices missing. The bottle of wine was half empty, and the glasses were stained from the liquid that had previously filled them. One had lipstick marks at the edges. Not far away from the table, your moans could be heard as Leon was fucking you from behind while on the couch.

From his movements, you knew he was eager; you knew he wanted to move faster and give you that sweet, sweet birthday orgasm that you wanted so badly, but he was holding back, going at a regular pace. With every move of his hips, not only did he tickle that spot inside you, but he was also going deep, making sure to hit your cervix with his tip.

"God, you're amazing," he said as he spread your cheeks. His grip on your flesh was tight.

"L-Leon..." you said, panting.

He knew how much you loved being fucked like this. Every thrust of his hips would make you cry out his name.

"What do you want, sugar? Tell me."

"Move faster..." you managed to say.

He loved how that cunt would contract around his meat.

He picked up the pace, and the sensation was too much to handle as you felt him going even deeper, even if you knew that wasn't possible. Tears rolled down your cheeks as he kept pumping himself inside you.

You felt it coming, but you never expected it to hit you with such strength. The orgasm was so intense that your whole body was starting to shake underneath Leon. You cried out his name one last time when you felt some thick, hot spurts of his cum begin to fill you up.

"Easy now, sugar..." he said as he gently rubbed your trembling back. "Come, lay down."

You managed to catch your breath and regain your composure while resting on his chest. His hand was caressing your back gently, his feather-like touch tickling your skin as he moved his fingers all over.

"That was amazing..." he said as he kissed your forehead.

"I know... best birthday gift ever."

"And it's not the only one."

You felt his hand go lower and lower until he reached your cunt. His cum was still oozing from the hole, smearing your thighs.

"You thought I'd leave you dirty like this?"

The ice cream cake was left untouched in the freezer. The candles were wrapped in the same way they were brought from the store. The wine was in the fridge, and the table was shaking underneath you.

Driven by his neediness, he had one arm wrapped tightly around your waist; the other was supporting himself on the table, and he repeatedly slammed himself inside you. His head was buried at the junction of your neck and jawline, his hot breath tickling your skin. Occasionally, he'd gently lick your skin, but that tongue was more focused on tickling your ear with words of admiration.

"Mi princesa, I missed you so much," he said, grunting as he gave you one hard thrust.

Your hands were wrapping around his neck, choosing to rely solely on him to support yourself.

"All I could think about was you. Your smile, your soft skin, how good I feel while I'm inside you..."

He resumed his adoration by giving your neck shy bites. He didn't want to leave marks.

"Luis..." you said, panting.

"What is it?" a gentle kiss on your neck.

"I think the tabble will break..."

"Let it; that won't stop me from finishing..."

His cock felt so good inside, so good that it kept rubbing that spot inside. Every friction would bring you closer and closer to heaven; every throb of his cock would send a shiver down your spine; and every droplet of precum would bring you joy. You tried pulling him closer, as if that were a possibility given how tight you were holding each other. Your senses were overwhelmed by his scent, by that spicy cologne that complements his natural one.

"Speaking of finishing..."

His moves became erratic, his breath irregular, and he raised his head so he could kiss you in those final moments. He needed all of you, your lips, your touch, your cunt, everything.

The passionate and sloppy kiss you shared was bliss; your hand was tugging his hair, and your teeth kept biting his bottom lip. You weren't so gentle like him, but he didn't mind, as this sudden burst of passion helped him finally reach his climax. He closed his eyes and allowed the sensation to overcome him entirely; the only sounds he could make were some weak whimpers. With a few more pumps, he painted your walls with his thick, warm cum.

The cake was on the table, untouched, still in the box. The bottle of wine is almost empty, and the room is filled with kissing and sucking sounds.

His tongue was twirling around your hard nipple, over and over again. You felt the vibrations of his moans on your skin and the bulge that was getting bigger as he rubbed himself between your legs. His other hand was preoccupied with the other breast, giving it a firm massage.

"Happy birthday, babe," he said in a low, sensual voice as he returned to suck your tit. The other one was resting in his big palm now as he began to pinch the nipple with his fingertips.

"J-Jack..." You loved what he was doing to you; you loved how his tongue would twist over and over again around your sensitive nipple, but your panties were so soaked...you needed him so badly, and you decided to show it by thrusting your hips against his erection.

"I'll get there, I promise, but let me taste you first." He rolled the nipple between his fingers now, giving you new sensations to cling to.

He grabbed the nipple with his teeth and pushed gently.

"Jack," you moaned his name, gasping in shock. It was too sudden.

He ignored you, tho and released it, moving to the other breast to give the same treatment. The one that he worked on was previously coated in his saliva, and it felt cold, but he quickly covered it with his hand and began to flick your nipple with his fingers.

"Oh God..." You pushed your chest forward when you felt his mouth once more, showing your tits to him. His tongue resumed the same corse, twisting around the nipple as well as going over it a few times.

"What you are doing to me..."

He hummed and kept igoring you, focusing on your chest and starting to tease you a bit by rolling his erection over your heated, soaked core.

"You bastard..." you grabbed both his hips to deem him to stay low so he can continue rubbing onto you.

You felt like a bitch in heat, but you didn't mind. All you wanted was to get him inside you.

He squeezed your breasts a little harder before standing up. A stupid smile appeared on your face when you saw him unzip.

[celestie0]

i just wanted to say that i actually love the concept of ihm gojo having an ex wife, like it actually adds so much depth to his character and makes the relationship that reader and him will have much more complex and genuine ESPECIALLY with his ex wife being his childhood friend like first of all him having an ex wife shows he is definitely mentally developed when it comes to relationships also because she’s the ex so the split definitely also probably matured him in a way and alsooo bcs when him and reader actually end up together, it will make it so much more meaningful imo because he’s known his ex for so longgg but he still manages to open up and fall in love with reader like to me those things are so sexy like i love an emotionally mature and experienced man!! people shouldn’t criticize your writing for that like that’s so weirdddd and it also reminds me of that one meme that’s like “oh...so.. __ is my favorite character.. I'm not really comfortable sharing him with others because he means a lot to me. But it's okay if he's your favorite character too!!” LIKE GROW TF UPPP😭

hiiii nia bb thx for the supports :”0

i am so happy u think it adds depth to his character :”) i too think it will lolol despite the odds xd

and yes i love a man that has been thru life altering moments that have matured him🧎🏻‍♀️that is so seggcy to me. i had hoped everyone would share the vision but 💀

same!! that’s also what i had in mind too. like, is it not sickeningly romantic that despite the fact he’s known his ex wife since he was a child, he chooses reader in the end lol?!?! especially given how mean reader is to him all the time 😂😂 like ffs i want a man that’ll let me tell him to go fuck himself 10x a day but he still wants to come home to ME in the end even tho there’s some other heartbroken woman out there that’s still pining after him….IS THAT NOT SEXY AS FUCK?!?!?!?

that’s why all the ihm gojo ex wife hate was so bizarre to me i was like🧍🏻‍♀️babes what yall mean. yall dont see the vision im tryna cook here?

BHAHA that meme is so funny but def paints the picture. idk like i could discern some of those asks were just funny, but some were def blatantly rude ab it n it just. idk. wasn’t nice to receive. the one that struck me the most was “HE ACTUALLY LOVED THAT WOMAN?? I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE!! YOURE THE AUTHOR HOW COULD YOU SAY SUCH BULLFUCKERY”

im like babe this isnt a rich ceo gojo fic why would suburban ihm gojo allow himself to be forced into an arranged marriage 😭 dude is a working class real estate agent like what is an arranged marriage gonna accomplish for him? oh yaaay he inherits his wife’s $80k salary. yippee. now time to make an heir. LIKE LMFAO?

[mothwingwritings]

H and T for Hanayama pretty please <3

(it can be either of those two, it doesn’t have to be both thx 😅)

Thank you bb, I hope you enjoy and that I did our darling Yakuza boy some justice. <3

Warnings: Isolation, mentions of abuse, crying, and sex.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The whole courting process was an absolute nightmare.

It began with the stalking, his overbearing presence following your every movie. If it wasn’t him, it was one of the men in his family, his influence as a Yakuza boss vast enough that there was always someone available to keep tabs on your movements. When you went to work, someone was following closely behind you. When you were sitting at home, there would be men stationed outside your door keeping watch. It was as maddening as it was terrifying, knowing the ease with which he had acquired access to every aspect of your life. You wanted your privacy and autonomy back, but had no way of achieving it.

Hanayama had told you the 24hr watch was for your own protection, but you knew better.  He couldn’t stand the thought of not knowing where you were, what you were doing, who you were with. He wanted total control over you, much like he did the men he commanded. However your loyalty was expected to be that of a romantic partner-his hungry eyes, roving hands, and forced kisses making that excruciatingly apparent.

After the stalking came the thinly veiled threats of what may occur to your friends and family should you not comply. You would try and tell yourself he didn’t mean what he was saying, that if anything he should want to make a good impression on your loved ones, as your family and friends would someday become his own by virtue of being close with you. But when you were out with your buddies just a little too late, or your parents/sibling kept you on the phone too long, or a particular friend was getting a bit too chummy for his liking, you couldn’t help but shudder at the look of displeasure that would flash across Kaoru’s face.  The fury that bubbled beneath the surface was just a terrible precursor of what was to come, a warning to not leave his annoyance unchecked.

Your family, your friends, your coworkers, essentially everyone you knew, all of their safety hinged on your interactions and reactions to Kaoru. Though you were fairly certain he would never turn his wrath your way, everyone else was fair game. Thoughts of what brutality Hanayama could and would inflict upon the people closest to you at any given time left you a distressed mess. Even if they could fend for themselves against some of his men, what was the likelihood that they would survive going against Hanayama? You shuddered thinking of the blood you’d occasionally see flecked against Kaoru’s white suits, consumed with the fear it may belong to someone you know.

And that brought you to the final horrid stage of this courtship, the isolation. Hanayama had successfully muscled his way into your life, rooting himself until his presence was unshakeable. He never flat out told you that you couldn’t see of speak to your loved ones, making it seem as if your detachment was all of your own volition. In truth, you were just so fucking scared of what may become of them, run ragged by the thought that their livelihoods and happiness all depended on how good of a lover you were to a man you wanted nothing to do with, that you eventually had to yield for your own sanity. You slowly weaned yourself from any interaction with them, visits and phone calls coming few and far between. You stopped using your social media and messaging apps, and always had an excuse at your disposal when someone asked to see you. Eventually even your closest friends stopped reaching out, your social network dwindling daily as more and more contacts gave up on you. It killed you inside. It destroyed you that now your entire life was nothing but Hanayama and the people he deemed worthy of surrounding you. You had lost yourself, your heart shattered by the knowledge that you would most likely never have the life you once had back.  

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

It depends on the tears. He cannot stand seeing you cry or scream in pain or out of fear. Godspeed to the person who made you cry, as the moment that first tear falls from your eye it marks that person for death (after a long bout of brutal torture and suffering, of course). He’s obsessed with making sure you are safe and protected, and if you ever have a moment where you feel even a moment of agitation he wants to quell it as quickly as possible (which is another reason why he quickly decided he was not keen on your friends and family. From what he gathered they were all wild cards with sketchy intentions towards you, and that is not something that sits well with him at. all.).

Now if HE is the cause of your tears (which is usually the case), he takes it very personally. He always seems to misinterpret them, choosing to believe that the reason you are crying and making such a scene is because he isn’t around as much as he should be and you feel neglected and abandoned (when in reality it’s basically the exact opposite). Your frustrated bawling only grows worse because of this, which in turn makes him extremely suffocating with his affection in an attempt to make you ‘feel better’. Whether his dense-ness is intentional or not, you are not entirely sure.

Now on the other hand, tears and screaming that come as a result of him fucking you? Music to his ears. It doesn’t even matter if it’s from pain, he knows you will get used to him soon and all the fuss is just a precursor to the immense pleasure you will be feeling momentarily. Your pained cries will soon turn into squeals of satisfaction, so the wailing does little to slow him down when he’s making love to you. Instead it fuels him to go harder so that the discomfort will subside quickly, wanting nothing more than for you to feel just as good as he does.

As for isolation, he actually kind of likes it. If you isolate yourself, even from him, at least he knows you are safe and no one else is bothering you, causing you harm, or encroaching on his territory. He would be downtrodden if you hole yourself away for too long, but accepts it because he believes this is just you giving him the cold shoulder for spending so much time away doing work related things instead of sticking by your side. Eventually you will come around, even if he has to be the one to forcefully coax you out of your seclusion. You’re an understanding person, and he’ll make sure to shower you in love to help alleviate any lingering loneliness that may still be plaguing you.

[selfshipgushing]

sending this ask as a signal to any gaara doublés that could possibly be reading: hi ily for giving my man the love he deserves. let’s be mutuals?

most of my moots are doubles for my other main f/o and i need some gaara moots cause he is so so under appreciated like let’s love him together. also i might maybe wanna start writing about him more. even though i know it won’t get shit for notes like my fics for my other f/o do but idc i do it for him and i need to spread the love for my sweet bb angel

(ps i’m an anime only fan so pls no spoil for tbv thx)

pretty much every double I've met for my husband f/os him familially. good for them. good for them!!!

[just-a-forest-nymph]

✨BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out ✨

Aww thx bb! you’re so sweet 🥹💜💜