#You’ve got mail!

[athymelyreply]

Trick or treat!

Happy Halloween! Here’s a sandman meme I’ve had in my back pocket for a while :)

#the sandman #You’ve got mail! #thyme’s trick or treat #The sandman meme #the sandman memes #The sandman Abel

[shsl-roomba]

@thecrazyphantom @skateironicallycantskate HERE YOU GO!!!!!! TYY FOR ASKING!!!! ALRIGHT!!!!! IM PUTTING A READ MORE BECAUSE THIS IS A LOONG BABY!!

starting with the oc i draw the most, cavity is a murderous zombie, self-proclaimed fashionista and part-time killer-for-hire. she’s perpetually bored by most things, with an exception for clothes, cake, hot girls and human flesh. cavity has no memories of her past other than brief flashbacks of working in a super greasy cheap fast food restaurant that leave her horrified. she hates getting dirty, which unfortunately clashes with her chosen profession. big gae. shes my girl my baby my evrything i love her❤️❤️❤️ she eats peopl

oc number two is coriander, cavity’s reanimator, doctor and the reluctant manager of her assassination business. a mad scientist in a constant state of pissed off-ness, coriander acts calm and collected (if still a sarcastic prick) but completely loses his cool and goes off into a rage at the slightest hint of failure. he does a lot of medical malpractice. smokes too much. fluctuates between “i am so much better than anyone else” and “i am the worst i should die. biggest hater in the whole wide world. i hope he drowns❤️

final oc that i have more developed is gutzy, a scene kid horror movie fanatic and cavity’s best friend. convinced that cavity is just a really dedicated LARPer and therefore constantly asks her how she does such cool cosplay. despite their often unsettling obsession with gruesome things, are friendly and a generally nice person overall. theyre slowly figuring out that something is very wrong with their best friend. i love them 4 ever and ever❤️❤️❤️ not everyone wants to watch your universe’s equivalent to the human centipede though please learn this❤️❤️❤️

i have more but these three are the main ones that are more developed.

#roomba’s arts #you’ve got mail! #apple txt #mine #ocs #oc #original characters #cavity #coriander #gutzy #thecrazyphantom #skateironicallycantskate

[ghostykapi]

you’ve got mail!

dear lover,

i miss you.

there’s no other simple way to put it anymore. it’s been the hundredth night since we have fallen apart, ripped into shreds by an action, that was always out of our reach, out of control.

i yearn for the kisses that ghosts my lips in my dreams. i seek for hugs that only the wind can give to me now. i reach with desperate hands for yours, only to find a growing darkness that slowly consumes me every night.

had we been more careful we might still be together today, yet we always had been the most careful haven’t we? we would only see each other in the cold darkness of the night, with your words soothing that aching part of my head and my arms wrapped around you, just so i can protect you from whatever i can

i’m sorry my love, i was not able to protect you from this one.

i sit here in my new home, boxes on boxes containing everything we both ever owned. the town is fairly quiet, the townsfolk don’t pry so much but damn they make the best pastries. the nearby farms gave me some gifts, but it’s so much for only me, but i still have to rummage through the boxes to find our notebook filled with recipes.

i’ve at least set up the bedroom. the ring you gave me is on the bedside table, so i can hold it every night before i fall into another dream about you, about us.

enough about me and my wallowing, i think you can figure that out with how much my friends in the city can tell you. i’m just glad that you’re still out there pursuing your dreams despite our hearts breaking. had it been different i would still be by your side, watching as you dazzle the world as you’ve dazzled me

funny though, it’s the same world that ruined it.

there are rumors, rumors that you might terminate your contract with the company. there are rumors, rumors that you’ve been avoiding meals, your health deteriorating and the members are getting more concern each day that passes by. there are rumors that you refuse to go out of your home that isn’t for work, the members basically dragging you outside if they had to.

they said that you still cry every night, my necklace always on your hand every time they visit. they tell me that you refuse to use other perfume but mine, the scent that was once associated with me now yours. they ask for me to come back, to stay in the city that brings me nightmares every time i fall into slumber, just so we can at least have each other in every night that plagues our brains.

i’m sorry i can’t be there, for i fear for your safety will be compromised the moment they learn i’m still with you. i know that the people who have crossed the line are now gone, but i fear for those who might follow their footsteps of delusion and hatred, that will bring harm to you, my sweet angel.

i’m sorry i’m so far away, where i’m relearning a new culture in a different world from where we met. i’m sorry i’m not as strong and brave as i can be for us. i’m sorry i can’t move on from you, i can’t move on and find another one that loved me like you do. i’m sorry that the world hates me, so you had to suffer it’s wrath.

i’m not sorry i took that knife for you that night though.

i hope you won’t find me for your safety, but i don’t think i will try and stop you from doing so. if you ever seek out to find me, i hope you can forgive me for being such a coward. i know that it would be such a long time before you do, so i hope you continue to live out your dream as an artist.

i’m sorry again that i left, but please do not think of a single second that i don’t think of you. if you can only imagine how much i let my mind think of you as my heart beats for you, then let it tenfold.

i will always be yours, even if you cannot be mine.

yours always,

your wife.

#you’ve got mail! #twice imagine #twice imagines #twice x reader #twice scenarios

[pinkandblueblurbs]

truly deep down i believe Daryl is a HUGE softy. like we all love dominant Daryl, but his past trauma before the apocalypse makes me believe he wasn’t in a place to form romantic or sexual connections. then the world ends and he finally gets out from under Merle’s thumb but the people he starts caring about, the family he makes for himself, he starts to lose them one by one. if he fell for someone, especially if they had been with the group for a long time, he would be the softest, sweetest partner ever. heart eyes every time he sees you, bringing you back little trinkets that he hands you with a shy smile, clinging to you while you fuck and some nights shaking so hard from the pleasure of it that you think he might just fall apart.

most of my evidence for this comes from seasons 9-11 which i know you haven’t finished yet but like trust and believe Daryl is just a shy, awkward sweetheart who would do anything for the people he loves.

i def agree with this!! in a lot of what i write for him he’s pretty awkward and adoring towards his partner :)) it’s def how i see him too

#i make him a liiitle rough around the edges too #bc i do think that’s still there #but yeah :)) #you’ve got mail! #daryl dixon

[25092010]

do you have. pics of mikey in long jackets/coats pretty please

ANON YOU ARE SO LUCKY this was a great chance for me to break out the extensive mikey folder i have organised exactly by outfit

#you’ve got mail!

[null-hydrangea]

fucking namida ga afureta you mentioned listening to it and now my mind is rotating at intense speeds

Oh yeah, definitely. I still don’t think I’ve recovered to be completely honest with you.

#I love Olimar so much. #I think he gave each and every one of his little pikmin a kiss on the forehead when he came back to pnf-404 in Pikmin 2 #Pikmin #you’ve got mail! #shut up hyd

[chelseahotel2004]

every time i make or rb a post about apples in some way and u interact i go yesss target audience reached

and this margot is why YOU are the APPLE of MY EYE 🍎🍏🍎🍏🍎🍏🍎🍏🍎🍏🍎

#she el on my star till i apple. she honeys on my crisp till i crunch. she pinks on my lady till i… nay i shant say 🤭 #🍎 #you’ve got mail!

[jeffbvckley]

Squeeeeeeeeeze!!! You've been given a hug! Send this to all the people who deserve a hug. See how many you get back 😊 Now let the hugging begin! 💜 LOVE YOU!!!

Ahhh, thank you for such a kind message! Giving you a hug, and never letting go! Love you too, pal! 🫂💞

#you’ve got mail!

[dopamine-corner]

i’m so sorry to spam like but ur blog is indeed providing dopamine

you never need to apologize for this. greatest compliment … my blog is serving its purpose …

#text #you’ve got mail! #pinned

[nymphomatique]

wanna sit on nerd miguel’s face while i use my phone to snap other guys that’s my little chair fr😔😻

this just changed the trajectory of my life in a way you cannot understand.

cw: slight d/s dynamics, sending nudes, munch miguel makes an appearance once more, bro literally FEASTS, new character yippee (v minor), brief choking (more like a neck squeeze tbh), praise, squirting LOL, miguel gets kicked out again 😔 reader catching feelings?? we may never know. semi proofread today i felt nice. this is a longer one than usual, so enjoy!

“stop fuckin’ squirming down there and eat me out properly,” you say, looking down at miguel. his eyes are hazy and hooded, his glasses somewhere on the bed, his brown eyes clear as day. you grip his head by his hair and position him to where his nose brushes above your clit, and you moan at the feeling. “l-like that, okay miguel? be good for mommy.”

miguel takes heed of your instructions and begins to lick, suck, and thrust up into your wetness, making it hard for you to maintain something relative to your composure. in the throes of miguel’s mouth work, your phone screen, next to miguel’s head, lights up with a snapchat notification from none other than the star quarterback of your school, peter parker. you bite the corner of your lip, mouth pulling up in a smile at an idea. you grab your phone and open it to snapchat, seeing peters name at the top of your snap list. you open his snap and it’s a picture of him shirtless, abs on display, his happy trail just peeking over the band of his pants. his snap is captioned with text reading ‘wyd?’

you prop your camera up, angling it enough that miguel’s face and your pussy are out of frame. miguel stops for a moment to ask what you’re doing, but before he can get a word in you speak up, “if you stop, this will be the last time i ever let you touch me. got it? keep fucking going.” and wordless, miguel does as he’s told, going back to eating you but with a new energy this time. it catches you off guard a bit, and you let out a light f-fuck in response, but you don’t let it derail you from answering peter back.

peter. you and him have had.. complicated history to say the least. since high school, the two of you ran in the same social circles, with him being on your high school football team and you, a cheerleader. a true status quo. the two of you had ended up attending the same underaged parties, hooking up and even going steady for some time, until the blonde busty thing known as gwen stacy walked into your high school in sophomore year and made her claim on your then boyfriend. you figured it out after you walked in on them under the bleachers post-game, the spot where you habitually got on your knees to congratulate peter for his win. you stayed with him after a profuse apology and intense “i’m sorry” fuck session, to your dismay, but broke up with him in the beginning of your senior year. now, you two fuck from time to time, scratching an itch when you have it.

you look back at the tease of a photo on your phone, your tits spilling out your plunge neck crop top and your abdomen cutting off right above your pubic area, your pink thong still visible coming up the sides of your hips. you feel miguel plunge his tongue into you, causing you to fall forward, steadying yourself with one hand, phone in the other. “keep this up and i’m gonna squirt on you, but i bet you’re into that huh?” you laugh out a little, miguel moaning into you in response. you try not to get distracted and caption your snap to peter ‘nothing really’ and press send.

immediately, you see that he opens it and he replies just as fast, this time the photo of him in grey sweats with a visible tent, layer out on his bed. the caption attached, ‘wanna turn your nothing to a something? ;)’ and you roll your eyes. you move to answer him with another midriff picture, but you change your mind. “hey, look at me dweeb,” you say, turning the camera so that it’s capturing the angle of miguel’s mouth on your pussy, covered in spit and your juices. he looks up and sees the camera of your phone pointed down towards him and he goes red in the face and tight lipped. “remember what i told you about stopping,” you remind him, and he maintains eye contact with the camera as he goes back to lick a strip up your pussy, from your leaking hole to your clit. you move your unoccupied hand to his face, palm to his cheek as you slowly caress him with your thumb. “that’s a good boy.”

you move your hand from his cheek, trailing softly down to his strong neck and you wrap your hand around his neck and squeeze. at the pressure he lets out a groan, his hands moving to grip your thighs tighter to his face. “fuck miguel, you’re making mommy so happy right now- ah! fuck, just like that. keep doing that, o-okay?” you moan out. he says nothing, his eyes, still maintaining contact with the camera, clouded with lust, answering for him.

you snap a picture, turned on at the lewdness of it. it’s your pussy on miguel’s face, pink panties pushed to the side as his mouth is sucking on your clit, his hands gripping the fat of your thighs, and your hand around his neck at the same time. you make quick work to save the photo and caption it ‘busy, sorry’, feeling your orgasm approach. you press send and drop your phone, ignoring the back to back buzzing, probably of peters reply to your salacious snap.

a steady heat begins to boil in the pit of your stomach, and you keen forwards, your hand leaving miguel’s neck to grip the white sheets on your bed. “i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna-“ and with that, you feel the pleasure within you tighten then burst, like a damn breaking way, and you begin to tremble as miguel continues his work down on you. the overstimulation begins to hit you, and you feel a spurt of liquid leave your body and miguel groan and suck. “oh my god,” you heave out, “st-stop, no more.”

miguel places a final kiss to your mound as he moves to lift your limp hips for you. he feels sheepish how, his sweater and mouth drenched with your liquids. he wipes his lips and makes way to speak to your still firm on the bed. “are- are you okay?”

you say nothing, grab the nearest pillow you have, and throw it at him. miguel dodges and understands that means get the fuck out.

after collecting yourself, your body still spent and sheets still wet, you roll over on your back and grab your phone to look at what peter replied to you. you open his snap, and laugh a little at his responses.

peter 🚮

| is that fucking o’hara..?

| you’re fucking with me???

| fucking whore

| you sleep with nerds now??

you make way to reply to peter one more time, opening the camera and taking a picture of the wet bedsheets, caption it ‘nerds that can make me cum? yeah’ and unadd him after.

you finally haul yourself up to change your sheets when you see miguel’s glasses on your bed. you grab them and put them on your nightstand, feeling heat rush through your blood to your face, thinking of him and the mess he made of you.

fucking dweeb.

#the ask had me sweatin #u guys need to start writing instead of me 😭 #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara drabble #miguel atsv smut #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x you #miguel atsv #sub miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #you’ve got mail💌 #<nerd!miguel3

[entrancinghoneypie]

Can we see more of you in that black dress?

oh sure 🩷🤭

#me #enchantinghoneypie #you’ve got mail 💌 #selfie #chubby #nsft #big tiddy gf #big tiddy committee

[athymelyreply]

plausible deniability for the wip tag game? 👀

Here’s one section:

Each press and release of cramped muscle, and the following bloom of sore satisfaction, fed straight into the whirl of endorphins and oxytocin that had his head spinning. For a second Jim cursed his rampant masochism, but then Spock dug his knuckles into another aching line of muscle on his left side and all thoughts of regret were driven from his mind. 

I think I may have shared that before though so here’s another one:

All he wanted was to collapse, to press himself to Jim, to cover his body with his own and feel the pulse of his captain’s heart beat through them both. 

But that was not something to think about right now. Even if he could barely push it from his mind. 

:))) its all terribly cliche and im having a wonderful time writing it

#i need a talking tag #You’ve got mail! #ask game #tag game #My writing #Star Trek #tos

[shsl-roomba]

okay now draw me one of YOUR ocs >:3

i hope u don’t mind i used a wip. ill show you the finished drawing, but for now have cavity!

#oc: cavity #cavity #cavity mort #ocs #my ocs #roomba’s arts #she changes outfits all the time so that fit isnt all she wears #anyways ily zombie murder lesbian 💖💖 #original character #mine #you’ve got mail! #skateironicallycantskate

[ghostykapi]

you’ve got mail!

dear wife,

this bed feels so empty without you.

it’s been months since i received your letter and just hours since i opened it. i only ever had the courage now to open it, to read it, to let the paper get crumpled in my hands as i felt the world crash on me again, to let my body suffer the pain its been trying to shove down for months.

had we met another time, another life, maybe we didn’t have to feel this agony, this wretched world’s anger. had i held you closer to me, maybe i would have had a better recollection of what your body had felt against mine.

my memory of you is slowly fading. i’m scared.

as the days go by, i wonder if this is still my dream i’m living. it’s hard to live in it when i’m relearning how to survive it, especially now that they’ve broke us apart. it doesn’t feel like a dream anymore when i can’t have you to celebrate with.

the girls know what i want, and we’re taking steps to achieve it. it’s hard to even start, but it feels better than to live like this. it feels like i’m accomplishing something for us, and i desperately want it to work out.

i desperately wanted us to keep working out, but the world hates that. they hate the thought of us being in love.

you would have to wait before i can even hold you again. before i can be the one to protect you this time from anyone else. before i can be the one to give you flowers, give you kisses at midnight, love you like it’s the last thing i can do on this earth.

that’s what you thought about right? even when you were dying in my arms, all you cared for is for me to be safe and loved.

oh how i wish i can show you how much i love you. oh how wish i shouldn’t have been so neglectful of us. how i wish i spent more time doting you, kissing you, loving you with all of my being. how i wish i didn’t beg for us to stay longer in the night, maybe i would have prevented one less scar on us.

i’m also sorry we couldn’t get married they way you wanted. it really had to be rushed for your safety. i’m just happy that i get to call you my wife even if you’re oceans away. i couldn’t think of marrying anyone but you.

that night when you recited your wedding vows as you bled into my arms, i was so scared that i was only going to lose my dream of a family with you if you died.

maybe that fear is the last push to finishing this, or rather starting something amazing with the girls that will get me back to you. it won’t happen soon, but it will still happen. i know that, because if you can love me even if my side of the bed is void of me, then i can fight for you this time.

i hope you can still love me, because i don’t want to move on from you. not now, not even on my deathbed, not even in our next life.

please wait for me to do this.

i love you.

always be yours,

your lover

#twice imagine #twice imagines #twice x reader #twice scenarios #twice reactions #you’ve got mail!

[pinkandblueblurbs]

i have to share one of my favs pics of norman he's so beautiful and the shirt and the hands i love relaxed men with basic shirts on 🤤 they just seem so sittable and soft

if he ever looked at me like that i’d drop dead immediately

#he looks so good uuuuuuugh #you’ve got mail!

[25092010]

been sittin here for the past 5 minutes trying to figure out what the date in ur url is for so i finally googled it. I HAVE FOUND NOTHING!!! HELP ME

lol it’s the day these pics were taken

#sacred sacred day #you’ve got mail!