#you’re amazing

[catofoldstones]

This is it. This is the whole book. Everyone go home.

[becabeale143]

When your movie is number 1 🌹❤️

[pinkiemme]

Hey @wild-karrde !

A little bird told Rex it’s your birthday and he wanted to wish you a happy birthday!! ♥️♥️♥️♥️

[jaythes1mp]

hii jay, i just came home and ive read your reply ! im honestly so shocked at seeing how many ppl i have inspired to write (especially since im never once satisfied with my writing) but im glad me and klemen-tine are your inspirations bec your writing is very good and (also) underrated !!

and really, the inspired fic i wanted to write based off of your "here, kitty" one is about yan! batfam x angel! reader where it mostly focuses on their obsession on both the human and non human parts of the mc. i imagine a wingspan of over 7 to 10 ft with the family's favorite activity being... preening their angel's wings since it's so oddly intimate and induces both pleasure and satisfaction on both the reader's part and theirs but in different ways because it's also a reminder of how much the family has monopolized their time. and i want the relationship to thread between romantic lines but im unsure, so before i go off track with rambling— it just reminds me so much of your fanfic and i love it when other writers do non-human portrayals of the mc because theres so much potential for obsessive nature and just what truly is your identity; a human? a monster? or a pet for them to cherish?

anyways, i have so many ideas for your here, kitty fic and altho i haven't read the second part yet, ive been thinking about something similar to the idea i pitched above wherein one of their means of inducing you to a... relaxed state is through the means of your more animal-like features. it's sometimes even so effective that even you aren't aware of just how much they truly know about you; they don't even need to drug you at all, silly!

imagine, despite being in your human form, you retain your animal instincts. threatening dick with sharp fangs and a bite to his shoulder the moment he tries to tackle you with a cuddle leads to him finding that one very pleasure-inducing itch in your head that you couldn't quite scratch no matter what form you don. his hands meticulously run through your scalp, up and down motions, fingers exerting enough effort to repeatedly scratch that spot.

"that's a good kitty..." he mutters above your head, a wobbly smile forming on his face at just how... adorable you are. even your tail rhythmically thumps at how good you feel. see? why even try to fight him when you could settle for something way better...?

it just shows how you really are meant to be cooped up and pampered by them.

you don't know how he knows where, how, why he decided to do just that— but it works... despite your previous ministrations, you melt like jelly against his muscled body and allow his left arm to lock on your waist, the right one refusing to budge from stroking the locks of your hair. soon enough, you're purring, shivering against his body and ignoring the hastened beats of dick's heart against your ear, head conveniently laid on top of his chest and your body now on top of dick's seated form on the couch.

how he managed to effortlessly distract you from his travel from standing to sitting, you don't know. how he knows all the right spots to touch you, you don't also know.

and actually, you don't care. not when he continues to pleasure you with his love-filled patting. his left hand even started to stroke against the skin of your back— and all of a sudden, you feel that buzz of your goosebumps. the only sound left that echoes throughout the room are your purring and dick's heartbeats.

you close your eyes and bite your lips to prevent any of your whimpers from spilling out of your mouth.

for now, you tell yourself, you'll let him win this time.

deep down, you know it's a lie.

not when they've already won.

from me to you: happy bday again! hope you enjoy this short scenario i pulled out of my ass. it's been some time since i have written something but i hope this suffices! ^^

BWHAVAHSHSBANOKANANSJSJAKKASHSVS AHSJAKAKNAVSHAHAJA

WOAHHHHHH DUDE!!!!

I really really love it, thank you💚

Can I write something based off of this in one of my future chapters??

Also, the Angel reader idea is epic. If you ever write anything further on it please definitely @ me🙏 or if you don’t want to I’d for sure write it.

I apologise for the late reply, I wanted to wait till my birthday to read it💚💚

You can’t even tell that you went on break, man. It’s so epic💚💚💚💚

[frenchkisstheabyss]

In case you haven’t heard this today…

[nnicknnelsonn]

that’s amazing — you’re amazing

all the kissing bits prev // next so in love prev // next

[beargyufairy]

And when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while…

Natsu stopping mid fight to watch Lucy smile…if that isn’t true love then I don’t know what is

(Also his pupils dilating)

[simplydannie]

I have met the most awesome people through here!

Thank you @kaidraws69!! This honestly means to much to me! You’ve been an amazing friend! I have so much fun talking to you and just being silly. Thanks for hearing me out about my silliness and just wanting to take part of my little art projects 🫶

You’re amazing! And never let anyone tell you different! That goes for all my pooks out there!

🫶🫶

[p-h03n1-x]

Yibo Official Xiaohongshu update 10.19.2024

"Wang Yibo's GT3 racing team finished as the overall second place in the first round of the race!!!!

Every second counts, speeding along the track, full of passion and excitement. Congratulations to professional racer Fang Junyu and driver Wang Yibo's 85 car team for winning the overall second place in the first round of the '2024 GTSC Series in Zhuhai'! Tight competition!"

[comatosebunny09]

It goes something like this:

You’re a little bruised and battered. A little rough around the edges, yearning for the comfort of your bed. Maybe some brandy to chase away the ache and mask the throbbing between your ears, but…

Well, he’d sent for you. Of course he did. You’d barely stumbled back into Baldur’s Gate when he received word of your resurgence—gods damn his spies for occupying every nook and cranny of this city.

He could’ve at least granted you the luxury of a cold shower beforehand. Maybe even a change of clothes and the acrid sting of a beer at the back of your throat. You’ve just endured training from hell and deserve to push it all into the darkest reaches of your mind.

But nooo.

He wants to see you. Now. As if the stars will fall from the sky if you don’t show face. Given his might and overabundance of magic, he could very well make that happen.

So, here you stand. Before the towering, oakwood doors of the king’s quarters, a little worse for wear, a little over this shit.

Your uniform’s heavy and mottled with dirt. You’re still sweaty. Still achy, grinding your teeth and shifting your weight between your feet to take the pressure off them. Your exhaustion outweighs everything, burdensome on your shoulders like the buckles and leather ornaments dangling from your cloak.

You look and feel like utter shit, for lack of better terms. Not like it matters. He’s seen you at your worst and still beckoned you with a crooked smile and the curl of his elegant finger. And you always come running like the ever-faithful guard dog, exhaustion be damned.

The frigid metal of the door handles sends a shiver through your bones. Cold. Grounding. Much like him.

You heave a sigh. Your shoulders slump, and your head thuds softly against the door as you contemplate your life choices. Perhaps you were better off a street urchin, peddling stolen goods and picking pockets. At least then, you’d have the blessing of a night’s rest.

A few maids scuttle by, tickled by the pathetic scene you paint. In your peripheral, they wear omniscient grins as they pass you, and their giggles and whispers linger long after they turn the corner.

Like it’s some secret known to everyone else but you onwhy you’re here. Not in bed. Not licking your wounds and nursing your migraine with cheap booze.

Ugh.

You should be grateful. Not many have the privilege of being summoned to the king’s chamber. You’ve been here more times than you can count. More than the maids, his royal advisors.  

You’re typically around for business, standing in good form on the other side of the doors. Quiet, attentive, obedient, loyal. You have to be. Your life is literally bound to his. 

He’s your charge—your king. 

You’ve seen him bleed. Trance. Sweat. Cry on rare occasions. He has kissed you. Touched you. Written the sweetest words into the junction of your shoulder with a sweltering mouth. Fed on you. Promised the best of things as he nibbled on your lip.

You’ve held his hand. Ran cautious fingers through alabaster curls. Whispered words of admiration into the stilled air of his room. You’ve been his confidant more than his bodyguard. Experienced segments of him his subjects could only dream of witnessing.

You count to five in your head. Grip the handles, your shoulder blades tensing, nails digging into the meat of your palms. The doors creak open with some effort, granting you a cool gust of wind on your tired, fevered skin.

Whatever conversation was taking place before your grand entry peters, and there are suddenly two sets of eyes regarding you with different levels of interest as you stand, weary and bone-tired, in the entryway.

Gale’s lips quirk into an awkward smile, brows creasing with sympathy as he cautiously rounds the desk. “Erm, how was your training?”

“Shit,” you answer quickly. Flatly.

Gale blinks, utterly floored by your brazenness. Then again, you’ve never been one to filter yourself in the royal advisor’s presence. Doesn’t help that you’re exhausted and itching for a bath.

Astarion arches a humored brow. ‘Atta girl,’ reads the proud twinkle in his eye.

Gale chuckles uncomfortably, sensing the shift in the atmosphere. Like you two are poised to pounce on him. “Er, right. My apologies for your…hardships.”

You shrug. “I survived. Got my ass kicked around a few times, but I’m here.”

The clearing of a throat draws your attention to your king. You straighten. “Right. Well, as riveting as this conversation has been, I think it’s time we wrap this up.”

Gale casts Astarion a pensive look. “Your Majesty, there is still much to discuss. The peace treaties, the plans for reconstruction. We’ve staved this off long enough.”

Astarion scoffs, rolling his eyes. Hands thrown up in dramatic flair. “Well, stave it off longer,” he commands, ushering Gale towards the entry of his quarters. “I’ve more…pressing matters to attend to.”

You don’t miss how Astarion’s mouth twitches when his eyes skim over you. Feel it tingling beneath your skin.

Halfway to the door, Gale looks between you and the king, fully aware of the implications of that statement. “Right. By pressing, you mean someone will be pressed up against a—”

“Get out!”

[therealslimshakespeare]

https://www.tumblr.com/precious-little-scoundrel/762081538731114496/love-the-new-board-so-much-and-i-want-nonnie-to

Oh yay happily!! I put that photo in there specifically because based on my experience, and the experience of some of my friends, a big part of the 😫😫 danger 😫😫 of your first college relationship is that you get wayyyyyy too close way too fast and lowkey… sort of trauma bonded. But I obviously use that term just to explain what I’m getting at/ sort of lightly and not exactly accurately haha because it’s too extreme to fully be used to describe what I mean. But basically. You’re out of the house for the first time, living on ur “own” and like. I just feel like you get way too attached way too quickly, there’s nothing/ no one stopping you from seeing that person alllll the time. Or even basically starting to live with them because whatever you’re just young and fun and in love. And then if that person is your first for a lot of things, like Spencer would be for Lu? Even silly things like, let’s say you go out and get absolutely wasted and u miss ur parents and they take care of you? Or the bigger things like intimacy. You can become codependent so fast and dangerously attached. And I could see that happening to Lu. Like for example, him being the first guy to see her scar even. All those things could get twisted in her mind and just. It’s not good. So I thought the pic in the bathroom was like an example of if she were to get in that headspace with him.

Everybody look they answered!!!!⏰

[ghostlyboysstories]

If anyone is wondering, I have another WIP that’s 55 chapters long just sitting in my docs. Sometimes, you just don’t have the motivation to finish something as a writer, and that’s okay! You’re amazing because you created that! You put thought, effort, and sleepless nights into that WIP, and as long as you had fun writing it, that’s all that really matters.

[ahhhh-118]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAURA!!!🎉🎉❤️

I made a little portrait of her for @rudnitskaia as a gift to celebrate her charming LackaOC Maura!

She is such a fun and amazing character and Heldig, you are such an awesome person!❤️ Thank you for being so welcoming to me when I first posted about Maríanne!❤️❤️

I hope you enjoy this gift!

Also Maríanne is inviting Maura for drinks 🤠

(Please keep her away from the bunny hugs. Please. 😭)

[whyoneartheven]

Merry Christmas everyone!!!

I just wanted to say thank you to all of you for being the most amazing friends!! I haven’t talked to a lot of you in a while since I’ve barely been on tumblr at all, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you! May God bless you all :)

@akchimp75 @kiwi-der-vogel-alt @unclemoriarty @margindoodles2407 @ginjusttalkaboutnothing @almost-an-artist @taddy-cat @phoenix-arts7 @bluevaractyl @cal-the-duende @uniquevoidflowers @luciennelune @cheerfullycatholic @endlessartpumpkin @jullbnt @mrmedimedes @kommandantpinks @onceuponaladye @star-ocean-peahen @snowiwyvern @cextra-loz @candy8448 @adrift-in-thyme @prince-of-red-lions @marsnoodlesoup @grenapple0547 @isasan347 @sparkledragon04 @anime-obsessed @yeriah

have this picture my dad took early Christmas morning!! (at like 1 am XD)

Also here is my church, all lit up with candles for Christmas Mass :D

Finally….

Hehehe

[psychopacifist-rm-arts]

Thank you all new guys for your attention!

Buckshot roulette, Rusty Lake, Fear&Hunger and Die Society (that’s personal) content - all for you in my pocket for (I guess) pretty long time.

[xx-sketchy-xx]

U are way to cool to be liking my shit

Uhm

You are a great artist I just never thought to be noticed by someone with talent like yours 🥹🥹🥹🥹