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yumejo · 2 months

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why does your submission box still say go away viv can you change it

the fact that you checked is proof that i need it

#out of the daydream #friends

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cherrycharai · 3 months

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I lovvvee this little comic from Ryoko Kui 's Daydream Hours ♡. I would read a whole slice of life manga about Falin and Marcille's time together at the magic academy (⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

#I had this exact interaction with a girl friend soon after I came out lol. I had always been self conscious about my rosacea #so my first concern when learning how to do my makeup was figuring out how to cover it up lol #anyway Falin is very Transgender™ to me #trans #ダンジョン飯 #Dungeon Meshi #Delicious in Dungeon #Daydream Hour #Ryoko Kui #九井諒子 #Falin #Marcille #Farcille #they are both so sweet ♡♡♡

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randomnotebookthoughts · 2 months

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Aren’t you tired of the space between us?

#random notes #random thoughts #randomnotebookthoughts #female writers #writers and poets #writers on tumblr #thinking out loud #obsessive daydreaming #love poetry #love #spilled ink #words #quotes #icona pop #spotify #text post #feelings #poets on tumblr #poets corner

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cacaocheri · 5 months

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sun from help wanted 2 got me thinking about fic shenanigans.... i think he gets to be a bit more unhinged

#its MY fic so i get to make sun jealous #tbh i was agonizing about posting this i know i was just talking about how supportive this fandom is #but i was like 'what if this is too indulgent'#GET OUT OF MY HEAD #hopefully i can post more fic propaganda #my art #sun fnaf #daydreamers #charlie daydreamers #fnaf sun #sundrop #sundrop fnaf #security breach #sun x y/n #dca fandom #the daycare attendant

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gen-toon · 2 months

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#tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #jax #tadc ragatha #ragatha #bunnydoll #I need to pathetically explain myself here and say this was just one of those go to bed thoughts I've had for a while.#It was an idea for the sake of daydreaming and I never intended to ever draw it but then it happened and I got carried away.#I'd honestly call this a bit of a un-headcanon lmao #None of us know at this point so any one of them could be close or not close to losing it.#Saying that I feel Jax seems like one of the more stable of the group and out of the both of them Ragatha is closer to abstraction if at al #But it's interesting to think if he actually isn't to some degree and there's more behind that grin I can't lie #And I wouldn't portray abstraction like this either I'd go about it differently. again just one of those fleeting throw-away thoughts #It ends ambiguously but you can decide what you want. I know how it ends.#I just got really into portraying the mood or cinematics without any dialogue.

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kisses4kaia · 5 months

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brothers best friend billy bc i am self-indulgent ☺️ very poorly proofread😴 edit; here’s another installment of this au <3

william h. bonney is a gentleman.

he is a gentleman, but fuck, if you whisper another word into his ear, warm breath fanning over the cusp, he’s not above bending you over the poker table and fucking you in front of everyone, including your brother.

and billy knows, he knows you’re trying to rile him up, knows you’re just trying to get a ride rise out of him, but did you really have to hit him where it hurts? you’d learnt not too long ago that billy is quite sensitive on his ears—when you nibbed him on his earlobe while he was balls deep inside your tight cunt and he came on the spot—and if you didn’t take advantage of that from time to time, you reasoned, it would be an injustice, truly.

“oh billy, don’t you know fucking your best friends little sister is wrong? how long has this been going on—2 months, huh? hmm, you ever gonna tell jesse? oh, no. he would kill you if he found out, wouldn’t he? and you’re still taking that risk for me; how romantic of you, billy,” your voice is a tantalizing taunt, and it’s winding him up, so much so that he has to take a swig of his whiskey to cover up the flush spreading on his cheeks.

your whispers are received from billy with a shudder, whom you’re standing behind while he sits at the poker table. nobody really even notices you talking to him, not even jesse. he’s focused on winning, as is billy, but you just make it so much damn harder for your lover.

the game is on its last play and it’s gotten quite intense. “reveal your hands,” the dealer commands and jesse lays down his cards before billy shows him up completely, 4 aces over jesse’s straight.

the sportsmanship is friendly even after billy gathers the whole pot for himself and jesse goes to catch a drink at the bar, giving billy the perfect opportunity to figure out what the fuck your little show was about.

his large hand is wrapped around your—by comparison, small—wrist, and he’s dragging you outside the saloon, all the way to his house just down the block.

when the door slams shut, billy’s lips are on yours faster than you can blink.

he has this way about his kisses—they’re always needy, but not all-dominating. he doesn’t want to own you, you can see it is his eyes, the eyes that are so much softer than lil the other men you’ve come across, who look at you like a piece of meat. he kisses you with a certain passion, a fire that you haven’t been able to find with anybody else, and it ignites something bubbly inside you. he’s feverish, and you reciprocate his urgency, fingers hooking into his two front belt loops, pulling him closer to where you need him the most.

“fuck, pretty. really tryna rile me up, huh? fuck was that, back at the game?” his lust-blown pupils do nothing to hide the fact that you won. you got just what you wanted, so with a giggle you respond, voice teasing. “i just wanted to see how gentlemanly you could stay before you would eventually break—i knew you would break,”

billy scoffs and rolls his eyes, before placing his lips on yours, more gently this time, and picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, carrying you to his bedroom that you’ve grown oh, so, familiar with.

he surprises you when rather than laying you down on your back unto the bed, he sits down himself, begins unbuttoning your linen button-down and unbuttoning the boot-cut denim jeans that hugged your ass so fucking well, before pulling all of it off of your limbs and helping you pull his own trousers down.

with gentle maneuvering, billy eases you onto his hard, awaiting cock. a soft gasp leaves you, and a deep groan from billy reverberates throughout the room. “this is what you wanted? to sit on my dick, make your pretty, little pussy cum? yeah? go on, use me. ride my cock, hm? you own it, it’s yours,” his breathy words only speed up your pulsing around his dick, and pull a aroused moan from your throat.

he sounded so honest, so real. it was times like these, with him underneath you, coming more and more undone by the second, that felt the most raw. it was times like these, when his hands where welded onto your hips, surely leaving bruises, that you realized, you didn’t want this with anybody else, ever. you never wanted to leave his loving embrace, and it’s with that epiphany you speak.

“fuck, billy, i love you. i love you so fucking much, oh my god, fuck!”

his hips falter slightly at the sentence, but almost like a serendipitous parallel, billy cums with a loud moan right along with you, orgasms perfectly in time with one another.

and as he comes down from his high, riding you through your own, his response to your confession is uttered—in hushed tones, in fear that if he dare raises his voice, dare speak freely, dare open his arms, you may disappear, like sand through his calloused fingers.

“i love you, too, angel. i think… i think want forever with you.”

#.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚ 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 !#hehehehehe #billy the kid #billy the kid smut #billy the kid imagine #billy the kid x reader #william h bonney #william h bonney smut #tom blyth smut #tom blyth #william bonney #billy antrim #guys if he doesn’t show up in my bed soon #im going to go so fucking insane #but yea this was really just me daydreaming out loud😼#kaia writes william

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squidkid15 · 7 months

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Daydreamsssssss i love them

#lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk sun wukong #lmk mk #lmk daydreams au #doodles #i care them #they're so good #and we fleshed out daydreams mk a bit #he's fun :)

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teddybeartoji · 5 months

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Do you think Jason fucks or makes love to his girlfriend/wife?

it's both at the same time - he fucks passionately

in missionary, he's resting his elbows right next to your head, trapping you in this little space as he stares down at his beloved - taking in every single one of the sounds you let out and every single scrunch of your eyebrows and the way your lips part and the way your chest keeps brushing up against his stronger and bigger one. he's pressing kisses all over your face - kissing away the tears of pleasure brimming in your eyes while smiling into your skin. when he feels you getting close to your high, he cradles your face, squishing your cheeks together and forcing you to look at him. this is definitely one of his favourite things of all time - your pretty little orgasm face, eyes rolling right back into your head and your body trembling under his. he's so in love with you.

and i think he would absolutely love prone bone position; he's putting almost all of his weight on top of you and it's almost too much but it feels so fucking good; he's whispering praise into your ear while he's so deep inside you it's making it hard for you to breathe; his one hand is under your head/neck almost like a chokehold but it's not too rough, he just wants to keep you close; his hips roll into yours at a steady pace, pushing you into the mattress. and when you cum, he doesn't stop - fucking you through your orgasm and straight towards the next one.

i know u didn't ask for positions but your question just got me thinking hehehe anyway merry christmas nonnie!! thank u for the ask i hope u like it!!

#friends!!#sorry this took a minute!!#i love jason so much #every day i think about him #wanna hug him so badly #want him to put all of his weight on me #fuuuuuuuuuck #my own thoughts are making me tear my hair out #please do send help #my beloved #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd smut #mickey is daydreaming

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yumejo · 5 months

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Natsume looks so mean here... (I'd still jump into his arms and swoon(⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

natsume was in a pitiable, nearly abysmal mood—glowering at anyone who even remotely encroached upon his space. who knows how many idols and employees alike passed by him and were put through his deplorable ambience, his curses? even the tactless tsumugi couldn't affect him, and that always said something about the state of natsume's mind.

having gotten a text from her senpai, reine knew to avoid natsume for the time being while running around with preparations for switch's newest appearance on a television show.

as they travelled by the conference area, she discerned natsume settled on one of the stylish couches; that same grimace she heard about still contorting his countenance. initially, reine wasn't going to verbalize anything and continue on their way—but any plans on simple going on was mangled as she heard, "little bunny."

that idiosyncratic, high-pitched little squeak she does that natsume adores tumbled from reine's lips as she abruptly heard his voice, husky with a slight rasp from the patent vexation he was experiencing, and she uttered, "y-yeah...?"

reine could feel their heart thumping in their chest as the golden eyes they loved so much fixed on her, smouldering with scarcely repressed anger. 'natsume-kun looks so mean...' she thought, beads of sweat accumulating on the nape of her neck, '... why does he still look good, though?'

for natsume, his entire visage crumbled once he caught sight of reine's apprehension and the sharpened edges of his aura softened; subsequently allowing his gaze to flutter into a half-lidded state.

"come here," natsume pleaded, and she was already scurrying over faster than even he could've anticipated.

without waiting for him to let her in, reine hopped onto his lao and burrowed up against him; gasping softly as she felt him press his face into shoulder, inhaling her scent.

"god, i needed this..." natsume began, wrapping his arms tautly around them, "needed you."

and natsume didn't say anything else, becoming practically unresponsive, as he kept reine in his arms.

#out of the daydream #got very excited for an ari gush in my inbox 🫶#natsurei #what's he so upset about? don't worry about it (<- has no idea)

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hajimeseyo · 5 months

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“Tell me something about yourself that not many people know.”

“What's this?” he asks, voice laced with amusement.

“Just answer me, ‘tsuya.” you grumble, head lolling over the side of the bed you're currently spread out on, peering at his upside down figure. “I'm bored.”

Mitsuya hums thoughtfully, pen tapping against the table absentmindedly. Both your homeworks lay abandoned on his table, you having already given up a long time ago and pestering him to do the same, despite his best efforts to stay focused and finish them.

“I have a dragon tattoo on the side of my head.” he says casually.

“WHAT?????” you leap up from your spread-eagle position to gape at him properly. His lips curl into an impish grin at your reaction, the sight sending butterflies flying through your stomach. You swat them away in favour of focusing on the more pressing matter at hand.

“Yeah.” His hand comes up to tap at the right side of his head. “Right here.”

You scramble off the bed, nearly tripping over yourself as you rush to his side. “Whaaat the fuck. You're the last person I'd expect to ever have a tattoo.” you say as you pull up your chair next to him, plopping down on it.

He huffs in amusement. “I am in a gang, y'know.”

“I know, but you're like, more well behaved compared to them.” You pause, peering at his face suspiciously. “...right?”

A mischievous smile is all you get in response.

Rolling your eyes, you turn your attention back to the side of his head, peering closely at the short lilac hair, trying to catch a glimpse of the tattoo. You can't see anything, though, due to all the hair fully covering it.

“Can I…?” you raise your hand hesitantly. He nods, grabbing your wrist and bringing it to where the tattoo supposedly lies, the warm touch sending sparks flying through your skin.

Carefully, your fingers gently part his hair to reveal the scalp below. The slight shiver as your fingers make contact with his head doesn't go unnoticed by you, although none of you say a word.

And there, under the lilac strands, you catch glimpses of furling strands of black ink, coiling and curling into something resembling—

“A dragon?” you murmur.

Mitsuya hums. “Mhm. I designed it myself. Cool, huh?” You can hear the pride in his voice.

You snort, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. “I suppose.” Following the strands of ink, you trace down the side of his scalp, mesmerized by the intricate design. Despite your seemingly unimpressed response, you found the tattoo really beautiful, the art style unique and artistic, the way it curves along the side of Mitsuya's head so naturally you wouldn't be surprised if he said he was born with it. Lost in your concentration, you don't notice Mitsuya's slowly reddening cheeks, closing his eyes as his head subconsciously leans into your gentle touch.

The two of you stay like that for a while, in comfortable silence, him enjoying your ministrations, you too absorbed in admiring every detail of the tattoo to notice.

Until you trace the final curl of the dragon's tail, the trail ending making you snap out of whatever trance you were in, face immediately flushing a deep red as you realized you probably spent way more time touching him than you should've. Your hand instantly jolts back from his head as if it touched hot iron. At the loss of your touch, Mitsuya's eyes slowly fluttered open, gazing lazily at you, the sight once again sending some weird, hot feeling shooting through you. Damn this man and his stupidly pretty face.

You clear your throat, trying to act natural. “Why have a tattoo when you can't even see it under all that hair, though?”

That question catches him off guard, and he barks out a laugh. “There's a funny story behind it, actually.”

He goes on to tell you the story of how he got the tattoo, from meeting this boy called Draken, to playing games at the brothel, to deciding to become a delinquent and accidentally matching tattoos with Draken. Your jaw dropped more and more as the story progressed, mostly from how unexpected and wild the entire thing was.

“Damn.” you laugh when he finishes. “And here I thought you were this good, well-behaved child who got roped into the gang business by their friends. I mean, abandoning your sisters to graffiti a wall?” you shake your head in mock disapproval. “What a bad child you are.”

His lips stretch into a sly grin, something dangerous glinting in his eyes. “Oh? Really, [name], you should've known by now.”

He leans forward until his lips are right by your ear, voice coming out in a teasing whisper.

“I can get quite naughty sometimes.”

...

You're quite certain your face is in flames.

You sit there, short-circuiting, as Mitsuya leans back into his chair, a self-satisfied smirk on his face. Fumbling, you glance around desperately from something that will save you, and your eyes land on the abandoned exercise books on the table, the whole reason you were at Mitsuya's house in the first place.

“Oh! Would you look at that! Our homework! That we still have to finish!” You pull your chair back to the other side of the table hurriedly and bury your face in the books, your homework suddenly being the most interesting thing in the world. You hear him chuckle, but he doesn't say anything, picking up his pen and continuing with his work. Your heart finally stops racing, and you think that you're safe until—

“[name]?”

“Hm?”

“I enjoyed that very much. Feel free to do it again if you want~”

“...”

This boy is going to be the death of you.

(part 2 here!)

#i was daydreaming in the car and this came to me and i HAD to write it down #and then it spiraled out of hand into this.#would u believe me if i said this was my first time writing fluff. like deadass.#the things mitsuya takashi does to me 😔#what a man #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #my writing

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randomnotebookthoughts · 2 months

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I wonder if anyone ever fantasizes about having a life with me.