Tumgik
#maybe-
nishastisowl · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
A smoke addict and an achoholic
And some dead mf-
37 notes · View notes
cyravillaria · 4 months
Text
What if,
Miranda somehow made a mistake with the reset thingy and made (future) Bela and mc getting transported back in time to their college days with their kid/s and just having to deal with peoples reaction lol
Oh god imagine if mc was on Cassandra`s route too-
(Note: I'd imagine a parallel version of bela and mc the ones that somehow in some way beat miranda with her games and live a happy life with their kids. And now have to deal with this bullshit AGAIN.
38 notes · View notes
eryanlainfa · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
When you leave your bestie unsupervised for a month and he ends up in prison/losing a whole leg somehow-
23 notes · View notes
smallestapplin · 1 year
Text
Anything for you.
-
Alpha Emmet taking care of you in heat.
No actual smut, though it’s hinted. but it’s adult themed omegaverse fluffy heat fic.
🔞18+Only!🔞
-
-
-
He knew your heat was coming up, he prepared for that, but he wasn’t ready for your weak voicemail.
Crying about your heat started, how it’s too much, nothing was working! You needed him!
But he couldn’t up and leave, so he called you back, and walking you through, cooing at his adorable mate, helping you cum just so you could sleep.
Emmet made sure Ingo was aware, just so the younger twin could take a week off.
The second his shift was over, he was running back home, barely managing to tell others to move.
Unlocking the front door, your scent hits him.
He takes a deep inhale, purring softly at the intoxicating smell. But he has no time to stand around, quickly making his way towards your shared bedroom.
Emmet can’t stop the whimper that leaves his mouth. You look so pained, panting from how hot your body feels, sweating and whining from how uncomfortable you feel.
Your nest was destroyed too, like you had been moving or thrashing too much for it to stay stable.
Your own clothes torn, like you ripped them off yourself. You lay limp in the center of the bed.
You lazily look over your ruined nest, to see your alpha.
He was instantly at your side, tossing his hat and coat off before getting to you.
“Oh my sweet mate, I’m so sorry.”
You shakily reach for him, grabbing his shirt just to hold him close, and take in his scent.
You bury your face into his neck, giving his scent gland kitten licks, just to smell more of him. He trembles, enjoying the feeling, but he ignores his instincts, in favor of you.
Emmet wraps his arms around you, cradling you to his chest.
“Shh shh I’m right here. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
His heart breaks at your weak whimper.
You barely have the strength to fight back, as he lays you back down on the bed.
“I am Emmet. And I’ll be right back.”
He kisses your temple, before running off to the attached bathroom.
You’re burning, so you don’t need a hot bath like usual. After he checks the waters temperature, making sure it wasn’t too cold or too warm, once he deems it perfect he clogs the tub, putting in some scented bathing oils.
The bathroom fills with the calming scent, it’s your favorite too, so it should help more.
Emmet leaves, letting the water raise as he goes to get you. He rolls his sleeves up as he reaches the bed.
“Darrrling.” He calls for your attention, making sure you’re still awake.
Once again, you weakly grab for him.
Your body feeling heavy with heat, and exhaustion.
You lay limp as he lifts you out of bed, carrying you to the bathroom. Cooing softly at you, while you nuzzle back into his neck.
Your almost mute purring makes his heart swell. Carefully, Emmet lowers you into the cool water.
You hiss at the sudden temperature change, but welcome it, sighing in relief to be cooling down.
“I am sorry.”
He kisses the top of your head, before grabbing a wash cloth and gingerly scrubbing down your body.
Massaging your tense muscles as he goes.
Hands rubbing in soothing circles, the further he goes.
Whispering soft praises to you, the more your relax.
“I am sorry I wasn’t here.”
You hum in response.
“It’s okay…I know you have to work.”
You spoke slowly, trying to collect your thoughts.
“You are my mate, I marked you for a reason. I will make it up to you, yup!”
You smile at your mate, leaning against his touch.
He rinses you off, leaving you smelling fresh, and feeling cleaned of your sweat.
“Soak for a moment. I’ll be back.”
This time, he leans in, catching your lips in a slow delicate kiss.
Your eyes flutter shut, leaning against him, accidentally getting his work shirt wet.
When he pulls away, you pout, whimpering for him to kiss you again.
And he does, not as long though.
“I won’t be long.”
“Promise you’ll come back?”
You look up at him, with tears in your eyes and lip quivering.
“Of course! I am Emmet, and I never break a promise. Especially to my verrry lovely mate.”
You giggle as he rubs his nose against yours, before leaving you to relax in the water.
Once he closed the bathroom door he got to work.
Emmet strips the bed, taking all the items off of it and laying them in a pile on the floor. He gets the comforter and sheets off, taking them to the laundry room.
Tossing them in the wash with little care, before starting it.
He rummages through the dresser draw, before finding clean sheets. Emmet tosses the clean sheets and comforter in the dryer, just to make them warm.
He leaves those to warm up. Making his way to the kitchen, collecting bottles of water and snacks.
Making one last stop to grab one of your favorite drinks. It’s not nutritious, or good for you during your heat, but you love to drink it, so it’ll be a nice treat for you.
Then water.
He will make sure you stay hydrated.
Rushing back to the bedroom, he sets everything on your bedside table, before rushing back to the dryer to take the bedding out.
He inhales the newly warm blankets and sheets, enjoying the warmth and smell.
But he doesn’t for long, taking them to the bedroom with him to make the bed.
Once he’s sure the bed is perfect, he makes a rough outline of a barrier for you. Emmet knows he isn’t good at making nests like you, but he doesn’t want you to over work yourself.
Grabbing his work coat from the floor, he places it on the edge of your side.
He checks everything one last time, making sure everything was right, before going back to the bathroom.
His smile grows soft, seeing you leaning back, happily soaking in the tub.
You perk up at hearing the door, nearly making him coo.
You’re more alert, and relaxed, this is good!
Emmet grabs a towel from the closet, then looks back to you.
“Ready to come out?”
You ponder for a moment.
“Yeah, I feel better now.”
Before you can even get your hand on the edge of the tub, he stops you.
“Do you feel strong enough to get yourself out?”
You chuckle.
“I’m fine Emmet, I know I’ll be back to how I was in an hour or so, but right now I’m okay.”
He stays close just in case.
Once you step out of the tub, you barely have time to settle before he’s drying you off.
He’s always been an attentive husband, especially when it came to your heat. Always taking care of you, but always going into overdrive when you can’t take care of yourself.
You squeal, laughing as he lifts you right back up.
Your arms around his neck for stability, humming happily as he kisses all over your neck and face, leaving no reachable skin untouched.
Emmet pays special attention to your bond mark, kissing the scarred flesh so tenderly.
His mate, his lover, his beloved, his darling.
He’s so happy to spend the rest of his life with you.
“Do you want any pjs?”
You lean your forehead against his, as he walks to the edge of the bed.
“No, they’ll just get ruined.”
You yawn, hiding your face in his neck once more.
A nap will do you some good, you need to be rested for the rest of your heat to come.
Emmet lays you on bed, kissing your forehead before he walks away to change out of his work clothes.
In the floor length mirror, he sees you grab his coat, smothering your face into it.
You can hear his giggle.
“Oh my darling is so verrry cute! I’m so lucky.”
Once in some sleep pants, he walks back over to the bed, standing just outside of it.
“Can I enter?”
That makes you laugh softly.
“Emmy, I don’t have the best full up yet.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
You chuckle at his pout.
“Please do, I miss cuddling my mate.”
He perks right up, giggling as he climbs into the bed, slotting himself right against you.
Your bare chests pressed together, as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly closer to him.
His legs tangling with yours.
You hold him as well, hugging him close to you.
He rests his chin on top of your head, sighing contently.
You can feel yourself growing drowsy.
“I hate to bother, but you need to drink first.”
You groan, as you had gotten comfortable.
“No worries! I’ll help.”
He barely leans over, arms long enough to grab the water bottle with little trouble. He hands it to you, cap off, for you to sip.
You didn’t realize how thirsty you truly were, greedily gulping down the crisp cold water.
With half the bottle empty, he puts it back on the nightstand.
“I won’t make you eat now if you truly aren’t hungry, but I’m making us food later.”
You simply snuggle back into him, humming in agreement.
His alabaster eyes stare at your sleepy form.
Watching as you slowly fall asleep, holding him tightly.
He took the rest of the week off to tend to you, and he will make sure he does exactly that.
145 notes · View notes
ghostingcrows · 9 months
Text
If y’all wanna kinda grasp how bad my comic chaipunk brain rot is I have considered writing my OWN fanfiction to satiate the need for content which I haven’t done in
TWO YEARS!!
Last time I had it this bad was simpatico
And if you’ve been following my dumbass since the TF comics you know just how bad that was 
31 notes · View notes
Text
My two cents but I don’t think that Vox would call his so Dear- I feel like that’s more Al’s thing
6 notes · View notes
little-flowers · 3 months
Text
Waffle duo but there detectives on the same case and mumbos against grian bc he’s helping the press. But they keep bumping into each other, theres banter between them (bc opposite sides) and Mumbos annoyed, and Grians just upset at the case. And then the press suck, and mumbo takes back in his friend and their a dynamic goes back.
And they’re like serlock and holmes but they both think their Sherlock and the other ones their holmes
7 notes · View notes
insane4fandoms · 1 year
Note
Ok you’ve made me a Gunther simp so personally wanna fight you/jk
But something I have a headcanon about Gunther is that makes my heart so warm and toasty is that when the captain has been crying Gunther with give them his sunglasses (if they don’t have there helmet on or near by). I just see him being super protective over those glasses but the second the captain is crying he’ll give them up so fast just so people don’t ask a bunch of questions to the captain.
Anyways love your content so much!
Gunther 100% places his sunglasses on any crew member who is having a bad day, to make sure no one would see their tears.
He’ll swing one arm around one’s shoulder and lead them to a private area so they could calm down and he’ll pat them on the head, giving a thumbs up, and say, “you’re doing great, keep going,”
Tumblr media
23 notes · View notes
l3viat8an · 7 months
Note
So I just scrolled by one of the trailers for The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes, and that gave me an Idea:
How long do you think each of the brothers would last in the Hunger Games, and do you think the last standing brother would survive till the end?
Unpopular option I know- I didn’t like the hunger games ‘n I only watched the movie like once ages ago- so I can’t really say- I just don’t know enough about the hunger games, sorry :/
12 notes · View notes
speculative-world · 10 months
Text
when i get my data back, about a year from then i will be starting one of the other planets, that being said
11 notes · View notes
a-library-of-old · 9 months
Text
I love getting to find riddlebird content and immediately showing it to my girlfriend cause- 'babe- babe look! It's literally us babe but gay and maybe older and not us at all! Us babe!' And kyu immediately agreeing with me
17 notes · View notes
eldridaster · 5 months
Note
WELCOME TO THE TUMLBY
I forgot about this, I have been welcomed throughly
3 notes · View notes
cococroissant · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Okay- can someone please tell me why my art style is so inconsistent???
I've been told it's the brush that really makes your art different, and I did use a different brush so-
43 notes · View notes
hanemiso · 2 years
Note
also humbly requesting a 🍊 with mitsuya 😔💞 if that’s still open
thanks for requesting bestie <3 this is so short but i wanted to put something out for the best boy’s birthday so 😅
WHAT MITSUYA LOVES ABOUT YOU .
Tumblr media
— Mitsuya loves everything about you; every little detail he learns about you makes him fall harder for you. Every imperfectly perfect part of you fills his heart completely.
— But something he specifically loves about you is your quality time. Your presence is truly a breath of fresh air for him.
— The way you can both spend time by not actually doing anything together, just sharing a content silence as he sews and you read. It’s comforting to him. He’ll sneak glances at you and just smile softly at how entranced you are in whatever you do.
— He loves just knowing you’re there. In anything you do, whether that be cuddling on the couch while watching movies, or simply doing work while he finishes up a custom piece; he’s content with being with you. Some of his favorite moments are just leaning his head on yours and playing with your fingers as you both relish in a serene quiet.
— He also appreciates that you both have a mutual understanding of there being days that you just need to be by yourselves. People can be overwhelming, and sometimes you or him just need a day to do your own things. Even in those moments, his thoughts drift to you.
— And when you both see each other after having that time away, his heart swells at your warmth. He looks forward to your hugs, and leaving a kiss on the tip of your nose. It makes the return all that much sweeter. He feels relief in knowing he gets to see you, especially when his eyes meet your softened gaze.
— It’s a kind of love that’s incomparable to anything he’s ever felt; one that needs no shared words or extravagant proclamations, but the simplicity of small touches and implicit “i love you’s.”
— He just feels so calm around you. He values your quality time like nothing else. To him, there’s nothing like doing nothing with you.
Tumblr media
from; writing prompt ask game [closed]
146 notes · View notes
luvclimber · 3 months
Text
☆I FINISHED IT! I was just not going to finish this because it was really only joke art and I wasn’t actually going to finish it.. But seems like I decided to actually finish this… It looks alright tho lol- I just never done selfcest before and I do not know if it’s wrong to do selfcest still-☆
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes
lillylvjy · 11 months
Text
I just had the most unholy thought oml -
7 notes · View notes