#Thanks!! <3

[octakiseronliker]

super curious to see what you’d do with Them and cockwarming tbh 👀💖

Omg sorry this took so long to reply to! This is a FAVORITE of mine so I had about a million different ideas pop into my head before I went with this one. I also put it on ao3 here!

“Brother Colum,” Silas says severely. “If you cannot keep your attention on the passage at hand, perhaps we should move on to our chores for the day and reserve our study for the evening.”

“No,” Colum grinds out, “no, I don’t think that’s necessary, Brother Silas.”

“May I continue in peace, then, or is there something else that you require from me?”

“Nothing else.”

“Thank you. I trust you can maintain your silence and refrain from further commotion.”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

His eyes return to the text on the page. His well-loved personal copy of the Tome, riddled with annotations and re-bound twice, its spine having fallen apart with frequent use, rests flat open on Colum’s bare torso. Its worn white leather cover sticks somewhat to his chest hair.

Silas himself squirms, making himself more comfortable. Colum is entirely bare in the heat of the summer morning, sprawled across Silas’s yet-unmade bed, but Silas wears his modest cotton nightshirt, pushed up a little above his knees in his present position to reveal his pale, soft thighs. His long, fine hair, nearly as white as his clothing, hangs lovely and loose around his shoulders, pushed back from his face by the headband he often sleeps in. He is seated firmly on Colum’s cock, unmoving, holding him tight and hot inside himself. His lashes flutter as he adjusts. Colum fancies he hears him exhale.

Today is a sanctified day of rest, and though there are still those small domestic tasks to be done, there will be no chapel services until the evening: hence their slothfulness in rising. They had slept alongside one another as always, close and comfortable in the bed that is rightly for Silas’s use alone, and woken up tangled up together, sweating beneath the covers in the late morning sun. It had become immediately evident that they had both awoken hard, and after a slow and sleepy exchange of kisses they reached the conclusion that, while Silas could not under any circumstances abandon his morning study of the Tome before Colum began to clean, he could perhaps attempt to multitask.

“I have lost my place,” Silas chastises. His breath indeed comes a bit heavier. “At this rate, I will have to start again from the beginning of the chapter.”

Colum knows this chapter well. They are about two-thirds of the way through, and it’s been half an hour of Silas perched prettily in his lap, bearing down on his cock, looking like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth.

“Verse twenty-six,” he says thinly, trying to keep from rocking up into Silas. “And upon departing from the sacred temple of the Golden Arches, the hallowed palace of Macca, the Lord turned to the Saint of Joy and spake…”

“Thank you, Brother Colum,” Silas replies, trailing his finger down the page until he lands on the proper line. His hips roll, just a little, the movement small enough that it could be plausibly deniable from anyone else. From Silas, though, who plans his every move as deliberately as he can and ever seeks to avoid giving anything away, it’s a clear signal of the intensity of his arousal. His erection is shielded from view by the white cotton of his pajamas, but its outline is very clear beneath the thin fabric. “…the Lord turned to the Saint of Joy and spake, ‘We have come now to the long-prophesied time when vegetation grows scarce upon this barren land, as even venues so holy as these strike it from their offerings…wherefore would depart from here the Chicken Snack Wrap, else that the fruits of the soil have grown so dear?’ And so replied the Saint of Joy, ‘My Lord, O Kindly Prince and Master, I never thought they were that good anyway…’”

Colum has heard Silas sermonize on this portion of the Tome on multiple occasions. There are theological lessons to be had here on all manner of subjects — gratitude for the fleeting and ephemeral, the importance of conservation of natural resources, the contentedness without small indulgences demonstrated by the Saint of Joy and embodied by her most virtuous acolytes. Colum’s heard most of them at least twice, actually, as he has been Silas’s private test audience for every speech he has delivered since he was ten years old. This does, unfortunately, mean that the deep, solemn voice that Colum finds so desperately handsome fades into a pleasant drone in the background as Colum’s brain focuses insistently on the throbbing heat in his cock.

He tries focusing on Silas to keep himself from closing his eyes in pleasure, but that’s a failing strategy from the start, and a fool could have told him as much. Silas looks as though someone had breathed life into an angel carved from marble; a chapel monument with soft pale skin and pretty white hair and dark, serious eyes alight with the zeal of the Lord. And he’s so terribly, gorgeously tight around Colum, regardless of the number of times they’ve indulged in this particular sin — Silas, who had envisioned the Emperor’s response to his holy servant’s fall from grace the first time they’d touched each other and wept in grief, has since grown into the habit of asking Colum directly for what he wants in a charming, roundabout way that delicately skirts obscenity or explicit requests, and Colum regularly provides it. It’s never any less extraordinarily pleasurable than it was the first time.

As though he can read his mind, Silas tightens further, briefly, around him, though his expression doesn’t change in the slightest as he continues to read. Colum is successful in biting back a gasp where many men would not be. He shifts minutely in revenge and must nudge against Silas’s prostate, because his voice is knocked momentarily into his low, breathy upper register before he recovers himself —

“…a-and — and spake the Saint of Patience, ‘It was known to us from the beginning that such life would fade from this world, but I had hoped that the Glorious Revolution of Our Master O’er Death would fell the kingdoms of Shell and Exxon before the Chicken Snack Wrap became a casualty of such violence,’ and the Saint of Joy said unto him, ‘Sometimes it is very difficult for me to believe that you care for aught but your own pleasure and convenience, brother; and did not Macca, too, contribute mightily to the same circumstances in which we now find ourselves?’ And replied the Lord, ‘Bread and roses, Joy, bread and roses’ — C-Colum —”

“Do I disturb you, Uncle?” His own voice is rough and rasping, as it always is. He can think of nothing but fucking Silas properly, but intends to drag this out as long as Silas will insist upon it. “I do not intend to.”

“Do that — a-again.” The prim, virginal mask slips a little, impatient. Colum grinds slightly, subtly upward again, aiming for the same place, and Silas very nearly squeaks.

“Are you certain? You haven’t yet finished the chapter.”

“Colum!” There is a wet spot on his nightshirt where his demure little cock has begun to leak. He professes to hate when Colum causes him to make a mess of himself in this way.

“Alright, Si, alright,” Colum replies, gentle. His hands come up, finally, from where they have rested dutifully at his sides. He marks Silas’s page and slides the book out from under his hands, shutting it and pressing a perfunctory kiss to its cover before setting it respectfully on the nightstand. His hands slide up Silas’s thighs — Silas whining softly — and then, quicker than Silas can react, he sits up and flips Silas onto his back with his thighs curled to his chest, making him yelp. In this position, though it’ll be hell on Colum’s knees, it feels like he drives deeper into him; they both pant with it.

“Animal,” Silas scolds. “Colum, it’s obscene, I — oh, oh, there, please there —“ He arches and grinds down against Colum, rebuke forgotten as Colum begins to rut him into the mattress. His head falls back in pleasure; he clings to Colum’s shoulders, neatly-clipped nails still managing to dig into his bare skin. It’s incredible to fuck him for real after waiting hard inside him for nearly forty-five minutes — he’s not going to last long, but he suspects Silas won’t either.

“There you go,” Colum groans. “I have you, dove. We’ve got all the time in the world.”

“I intend to take it,” Silas breathes, and hooks his ankles around Colum’s waist to drag him in close enough to kiss.

#thanks!! <3 #tumblr fics

[yeahbelka]

Art trade w/ @savabatcannon 🌾

#it was so much fun to draw #thanks!! <3

[thebramblewood]

8, 17 & 21!

8. What about your story are you proud of?

The fact that I started it at all and haven't given up on it yet! Joining and being active on Simblr felt like a huge deal to me, and I was initially really nervous about sharing my stuff. Every time my finger hovered over the post button, my brain was always telling me, "Is it really even that good? What if everybody hates it? What if nobody even sees it? Are you sure this isn't just a stupid waste of time?" But the more positive feedback I've gotten, the less imposing it feels, and now I'm excited to keep sharing. It's reassuring to see my own passion for this story reflected back at me.

17. What about the process do you hate?

Being slowed down by the technical stuff! On one hand, I'm glad I can at least do basic poses, recolors, and accessories now because it means I don't necessarily have to scrap an idea if I can't find what I need for it. On the other hand, the most exciting part to me is always executing the vision, and sometimes I'm just itching to get past all the prep work and see the finished product already! Like, where's the technology to directly download the image from my brain into the Sims? Why don't we have that yet???

21. Choose your least favorite shot so far.

Hmm. There are a few scenes I've felt iffy about in the moment, but they somehow come together in editing. But I was never happy with the lighting in Helena and Ulrike's break-up scene. I also hate shooting scenes in the Zhao family's kitchen because it's so beige and everything immediately looks dull and washed out, lol. It's a bit better now that I've adjusted my Reshade preset slightly, though.

#asks #ask game #thanks!! <3 #(to you for asking and also everyone for tolerating my blabber)

[lineffability]

🥦🐈‍⬛🌎

🥦 just today I put some celery stalks into my lunch pasta and literally had the thought "wow can't believe I used to hate celery" so that's my latest veggie rediscovery with changing/aging palate - pasta pic for your consideration

🐈‍⬛ ahh it's gotta be cats - although I recently lost mine :( - but I've also become academically interested in oysters, which is such a different, almost liminal kind of animal

🌎 place hmmmmhm Munich! just bc I've been spending some time there recently and it's actually such a nice city -- as a non-bavarian German I was of course super prejudiced against it before I ever went there and yes it IS insanely rich and snobby but its also surprisingly.. cool?

#ask games #thanks!! <3

[dykelawlight]

requesting 002 for near please 😌❗

ABSOLUTELY!! NEAR MY BELOVED

002 | Give me a character & I will tell you

How I feel about this character: 

I love Near. I struggle to pin him down enough to write from his perspective but speaking solely in terms of character I love that guy. He's a weird little boyking wunderkind and he plays with toys and drives men crazy. What else is there to say.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

Meronia is really my only ship for him! I'm not really into any of the other common ones for him, though I can put up with Near/Matt/Mello stuff if it's really good.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: 

I don't think I have one! His relationships with the SPK team are fun but I wouldn't say I think really hard about his friendships with any of them. He has so few relationships with anybody else.

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

This is apparently controversial but I think Near is scrupulously clean to the degree that his immune system is compromised because he interacts so infrequently with common germs. I also strongly agree with headcanons that he's a mixed-race person with albinism rather than a white person with albinism but I don't know how unpopular that one is.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

Mello should have begged him on his knees to hit.

my OTP:

Meronia as previously mentioned! I just don't think he really has deep enough relationships with anyone else. Plus Mello is obsessed with him, so.

my cross over ship:

Definitely don't have one for him but if I had to do it I want to see what he'd get up to with Naoto Shirogane from Persona 4, a fellow detective who's simply a petite young man who favors monochrome clothes and has a fondness for certain media franchises typically aimed at younger people.

a headcanon fact:

I think Near was definitely mute for a significant period of time as a kid due to a language development delay. I headcanon him as extremely disabled with a shitty immune system, bendy Ehlers-Danlos joints to the point that he occasionally uses mobility aids, autism + another developmental disability, perinatal complications that landed him in the NICU for a long time as a baby, sort of a you-name-it-he's-got-it situation. But that obviously has no bearing on the fact that he's a fucking genius.

#thanks!! <3

[carlytayjepsen]

Top 5 songs? 🎶

literally in the middle of making a favourite songs playlist hahaha

gonna choose five random ones!

right where you left me - taylor swift

vienna - billy joel

last december - nina nesbitt

too sad to cry - sasha sloan

cut to the feeling - carly rae jepsen

#i had one before but deleted it cause it got too messy lol #thanks!! <3

[trillscienceofficer]

assumptions about you ask game: you make really great food? (because you seem like someone who pays a lot of attention to detail and puts a lot of thought into the things you make, especially when it's for other people)

This is very kind of you to say! I do enjoy cooking for other people and good food (and also trying out new recipes), although I owe a lot of what I know to my mom who's a very exacting cook. I have... been known to forget the salt or important spices when distracted though, so I'm not the most companionable in the kitchen. It takes concentration and lots of timers for me to get things right!

make an assumption about me

#askbox #thanks!! <3

[tonberry-yoda]

Ok start from scratch

Can i request a yachi x reader angst - fluff

Yachi thinks reader is cheating on her but in reality reader is getting ready to surprise yachi for her birthday (ever since the start of September)

omg i am so sorry this took so long! this was such a good idea, all of you are so talented with feeding me with ideas lmaooooo. thank you so much for the request and i really hope you love it as much as i do!! <3

Birthday Surprise - Yachi

Pairing - Yachi x gn!reader

Warnings - thoughts of cheating

Word Count - 394

Notes - thank you again!!! i really loved this! also, i am only a couple steps closer to opening my requests and I am so excited!! thanks @idkwhattonamethis7401!! enjoy <3 have an awesome day and stay hydrated!! <333

“I don't know Kiyoko… I just,” Yachi sighed, burying her face in her hands. “What if… What if they really are cheating on me?”

“I don't think they are Yachi. I just think you’re overreacting.” Kiyoko placed her hand on Yachi’s shoulder. She couldn't tell her, but you had been planning a big surprise party for Yachi for a while now. But because of how paranoid Yachi constantly is, her mind went straight to the thought that you were cheating on her. You had been a little avoidant and talking to a lot of other people to surprise your girlfriend, so that was kind of on you.

Luckily, it was Yachi’s birthday, even if she did seem down.

“Tell you what, Yachi, let's cheer you up,” Kiyoko grabbed Yachi’s arm standing her up. “It is your birthday after all. Who knows, maybe they have something for you.”

“Yeah right. They haven't even texted me today. I don't think they care anymore.”

“Yachi, you can't be serious. They love you very much, okay?”

Yachi sighed, her arms going limp. “Okay.”

---

“See? Now you have fro-yo, Yachi! You have nothing to be upset about!” Kiyoko led Yachi back to her apartment knowing what was behind that door for her birthday surprise.

“I guess, it's just-”

Yachi froze, opening her apartment door, finding you and all of the volleyball boys smiling at her with a cake in hand and balloons all over her apartment. She dropped her fro-yo and ran over to you, jumping in your arms.

“Babe, what the heck?! You scared the shit out of me!”

You just giggled and Yachi climbed off of you placing kisses all over your face. You walked over to the kitchen and handed her a small present. “Happy birthday Yachi.”

She opened the present and saw a homemade collage of your entire relationship immediately making her burst into tears while the boys got her birthday dinner ready.

“Babe, I thought you were cheating on meeeeee!!!!”

You panicked. “What?! No! Baby, I was just planning this whole surprise!”

“I see that now, but you scared meee!!!”

You giggled and squeezed Yachi’s hand. “I would never do that. Not in a million years, got it?”

Yachi nodded and you placed a kiss on her cheek, cupping the side of her face. “Now let’s celebrate the day I'm most thankful for, Yachi.”

#yachi #haikyuu!! #haikyuu yachi #hitoka yachi #yachi x reader #hitoka yachi x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #request #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #<3 #thanks!! <3

[leofrith]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗 (No pressure, of course!)

omg hiiiiiiiiii thank you for thinking of me!! I've only published 4 fics so these are my favourites by default I guess:

Out of the Cold (AC: Valhalla, Eivor/Leofrith) - probably the most self-indulgent thing I've ever written to date (with the exception of my wip longfic about them, which I obviously haven't started posting yet. Someday...) and also the only piece of writing of mine that I've reread a few times simply because there are so few Eivor/Leofrith fics out there, and even fewer with canon Eivor. It has everything I crave! Hurt/comfort! Emotional constipation! Yearning! And I am aware there are like 123427837 references to things I haven't even written yet in this thing that therefore only make sense to me and one other person, but you're just gonna have to trust me on this. Trust the vision. They're everything to me, actually.

Press On, Move Along (Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Ahsoka & Rex) - one-shot that takes place not long after the end of the series, in which Ahsoka and Rex stick together post Order 66 (now confirmed to be canon, thanks Tales of the Jedi!) and are on the run. This is literally "Ahsoka and Rex have a quiet breakdown on public transit: the fic". It's based off of this art, which I saw and was immediately forced to write about and it still makes me want to chew drywall almost 2 years later. I would love to write more about these two at some point if the urge to write Star Wars fic ever returns to me. Gotta be one of my favourite found families of all time.

Bright Skies (The Mandalorian, Din & Grogu) - one-shot that takes place in between meeting Ahsoka and travelling to Tython, where Din is expecting to have to give Grogu away to a jedi. Grogu can sense Din's inner turmoil about the whole thing and is making his displeasure known by having a tantrum, as babies do. They make a pit stop on some unoccupied moon and end up both finding calm while watching a meteor shower. Which is very relatable. I think watching a meteor shower would fix me too.

Hideaway (The Mandalorian, Din & Grogu & Winta with some bonus Din/Omera) - one-shot that takes place somewhere in the middle of The Mandalorian Chapter 4: Sanctuary, which wasn't a long enough episode and I'm still annoyed about it <3. Din gets roped into playing hide and seek with the village kids and has a mild panic attack when he thinks he's lost his child, who at this point he doesn't actually consider to be his child but I mean. Let's be real. Rereading this one now induces so much cringe in me to be honest. 🥴

#i haven't read those three sw fics of mine in ages and i needed a refresher so that was interesting i guess ashgdjgf #thanks!! <3 #aeide #answer #ask games

[octakiseronliker]

12, 23, and 28 👀

12. a trope you’re really into right now

One thing I've noticed has been recurring in my work is the theme of requited love that simply can't work out 😢 been writing a LOT of tearful bittersweet sex scenes about how two individuals we know are so in love and having such amazing sex but simply can't be together because of The Laws and The Mandates and The Scriptures

23. pick three keywords that describe your writing

Mmmm this is a good one! I think...sharp, winding, hopefully witty?

28. your least favorite part of the writing process

Definitely the part at which I've written all the good bits and just have to get to the connective tissue holding the story together 😤 This is why I really prefer to write in one long consecutive burst, but I'm getting worse and worse about actually doing it!

#thanks!! <3

[oneiroy]

TM questions: mimic: What are some mannerisms your character has picked up from others? Do they recognize that being the case or not?

Definitely! A bit of an awkward answer because I have yet to flesh out the characters from Ryss' backstory, but there must have been someone (most likely a ship captain) she looked up to as a teen and tried to emulate to some degree. It's partly how she picked up the mannerisms that make her look very self-confident: chest out, head held high, wide stance, loud voice. It mostly started as a mimicked facade, but she ended up believing in it herself!

#ryssrael #ask meme #thanks!! <3

[rubifer]

🌹

Unbidden, his thoughts had gone to Lucifer; after all, he had never imagined the Cage without him in it.

for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing!!

#thanks!! <3 #ask

[rubbcrhosemoved]

                                                               It’s time for content!

🧨  —   long fuse! Mammon and Ollie?

🧨—  A  long fuse! A  headcanon about my muse and their temper, and a time when they lost it.

MAMMON; I mean I think we all know Mammon has quite a temper on him that might even rival Satan themselves really. Oddly enough though there’s only been like a few times where he’s completely lost it and that would probably be one) when he first fell because I’m sure just like the other sins and Lucifer they felt betrayed by what happened and Mammon was among them. Hell, when he fell he transformed into one of his full demon forms then and there and started to go off, just laying waste to anything or anyone that he could. Eventually he settled down due to pure exhaustion and hurt. Two) when he was forced to put on the collar. Yeah... He wasn’t at all happy about that especially considering he was more or less forced to put it on even if deep down he didn’t want to. It was either that or lose his ring and all that he managed to collect over the millennia and since he’s greed, he wasn’t about to give up anything of his. Of course he got upset and proceeded to trash his own mansion, ripping down any of his posters, his records, his guitars-- Anything really. When all was said and done, he just sat amidst all the ruins and decided not to perform anymore. And finally, three) when Valentino messed with his jester Ollie. Even though the Valentino I RPed with that did this isn’t around anymore, I still consider it part of my Mammon’s background because I like it and felt it displayed how much Mammon does not like any of his things being messed with. You do and he’ll get after you, to either teach you a lesson or kill you. Those are his things. You don’t touch or mess with his things. In his eyes, only he can.

OLLIE; Ollie doesn’t get angry too often I don’t think but the few times he does it’s usually because someone messed with someone he cares about or he’s upset that someone used him, kinda like Blitzo did. That was so bad that essentially Mammon had to wipe the memories clean from his files and reboot him because he legit couldn’t work anymore. His processor was just too fucked up and any sort of repairs just wouldn’t work. There have been similar situations like that besides Blitzo that happened and each and every time Mammon has had to reboot Ollie. That... I think is the only times I can remember him getting that angry. I have a feeling there’s more but I’m not too sure. Again like I said, Ollie doesn’t really get angry that much but he does get annoyed or upset but he doesn’t lash out like Mammon does.

@diadxrling​​

#ASKS ➡ #HEADCANON ➡ #MAMMON ➡ I want more and more #ROBO FIZZ ➡ Comes with all the bells and whistles #Thanks!! <3 #also shit whoops! I went overboard with Mammon's my b!!

[apricior]

43

43. what’s your take on spicy foods?

my body was cursed with the lowest spice tolerance in the entire world i wish i could like spicy food but literally anything makes my mouth burn So Bad 😔😔😔

#thanks!! <3 #answered

[judesstfrancis]

🎵🙃🔮 !

🎵 Last song you listened to?

half life by djo!

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

human bones are kinda porous like cheeto texture is how it was described to me in school so a good way to see if a bone is fake or not is to touch it with your tongue bc if it IS real then the porous texture will make it stick. they did not let me lick the bones in lab to test this

🔮 What’s your dream job?

I would love to be a sports trainer I think that would be so fun and I think a lot of athletes rn do not have trainers that are on their side and so it would be nice to be that person. also I think it would be fun to be a florist I love the vibes of flower shops

#thanks!! <3 #asks #fleurmatisse

[lionguarded]

what's one thing your muse has too much of but can't stop buying?

Shirts. He never was one to have more than like, two of everything. He had two pairs of trousers, two pairs of shirts, his uniform, two pairs of boots etc.

But since coming to New Haven and finding a liking in comfortable clothing - so big shirts and trousers - none of them very tight on him, he'd started his own little collection for sure. He likes shirts with motives on them, so when he sees one he likes, knowing he has like twenty at home already, he'll still pick it up.

#answered ask. #* . ⊹ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ › ❨ headcanon. ❩ #THANKS!! <3