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alittledetermined · 1 year
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@simiansmoke sent- “ where do you think you’re going? ”
Mario stops. Forces back the urge to snarl. And turns around one last time to face DK. Why can't this oversized ape just lay off him?! He is not in mood for a bombardment of insults and jabs. Not today. At any other time Mario's competitive nature would have him bite back, perhaps even enjoy the back and forth taunting. But not today...today has just been...bad.
'Home.' His word came out much more pathetic than he'd expected and so quickly he spins around to avoid eye contact. 'I don't - I can't do this today.'
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'Find some other loser to take your short comings out on. I'm done.'
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zerozeroren · 1 year
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Sophie & Tony, 4 and 15
Oooh nighttime asks!
4. How does your oc fare in the dark? Are they scared? Do they trip over things really easily or navigate like they have night vision? (Or do they have night vision?)
Sophie: she is very much ok with the dark, comfy-cozy and everything. Darkness=good for her, it associates with good things like parents who are asleep and thus don't yell, the starry nights by the lake with her brothers, and the recording booth at the studio. As for her vision: she adjusts to dark places pretty quickly, but even when she doesn't have time to adjust she usually just uses her hands and tips of her toes to make her way through the needed dark space without dropping anything on the floor.
Tony: he's ok with the dark too, and he works best when it's nighttime out and the only light source is the computer screen (this habit probably cost him A Lot of his vision though). However moving in the dark... Oof. He's clumsy in general, but when he can't see he'll tip over everything in the house and then himself. Thus, he's the kind of lunatic who'd turn on every light when he needs to use the bathroom in the middle of the night.
15. What is your oc’s favourite time of day? Why is this? Do they have a daily practice during this time?
Sophie: evenings, because it's usually the time of day when she's able to live her life to the fullest. Her dance class is in the evening, she meets up with friends in the evenings, dates are usually evenings that turn to nights, etc. She doesn't have a set routine, but she is usually filled with anticipation for something, and this anticipation keeps her energetic.
Tony: 11am-1pm, aka the slow change from late morning to daytime. On weekends he likes to wake up late and make himself (and later Sophie) a good breakfast while watching some videos on his phone or listening to some favourite music. Then he likes to just, again, have this breakfast in peace as he takes in the end of the week and gets ready to have fun or rest.
On weekdays this time (near 1pm) is usually lunch so i guess his favourite time of day has something to do with the promise of food XD
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theprincessoffrost · 2 years
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For the fanfic writer ask 🍦🍆
Xo
🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?
Oh gosh, ive written quite a few i feel would fit the bill. But I'll go with Cuddle me, I'm cold
🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?
I have posted only 1 fic i would consider spicy. That would be Hunt me
Thank you so much for the asks! This was fun!!
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chawarin-panich · 1 month
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Yes I feel better, thank you but there’s still weird feeling. I just want them to be treated as valid couple (because they admitted many times), maybe they have thick skin but imagine being asked every time if your partner is really your love or hated because you are seen with one of the genders’ people… I just hope that one day there would be not such thing.. I hope that ZeeNuNew will be strong and happy with each other and that’s all that matters 💜
I’m glad you’re feeling better and I hate to upset you but I would very much not like the industry or fans to treat them like boyfriends if thats what you meant by valid couple.
I genuinely feel like it’s the fault of everyone trying to blur personal and professional lines that makes this so terrible. Being asked who you’re in love with is a WILDLY inappropriate question that strangers should not be asking each other.
I want ZNN to be treated like a professional couple and I want to know exactly zero things about who they’re actually dating EVEN if it’s each other.
This might sound harsh but it’s really the only way to free gay people from this constant harassment about their personal lives and sexualities. Just stay out of everyone’s personal lives.
We keep saying that they have confirmed many times and I think they absolutely have to the best of their abilities and yet professionally they have never actually been able to say ‘he is my boyfriend’ because it’s still too big of a risk and there’s a reason for that and we should really respect it.
The relationship status of the actors is what they say it is. They said they’re together so they’re together. I think insisting New is Zee’s boyfriend publicly where they haven’t been able to reach for that specific label is a form of harassment too so I don’t want the industry to treat them like a valid couple either because they didn’t ask for that.
I know that’s not what you’re thinking when you say valid couple, like you just want the harassment to stop and for them to be happy. Unfortunately crazy fans have ALSO convinced themselves they’re working in the best interest of the artist.
Having good intentions is just not enough anymore to protect artists in this socmed culture. All of us need to be militantly enthusiastic about their right to privacy.
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heredis-sanguinis · 6 months
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✿ (know we haven’t interacted much but…)
SEND “ ✿ ” FOR 2 HEADCANONS FOR OUR MUSES’ RELATIONSHIP.
When (and if) Vladimir finds out that Elise also possesses hemomancy, he becomes more interested in the travelling mage. More so how she came to be proficient in the magic art, not being Noxian nor taught by himself.
Both being blood mages, with white hair and pale complexions and pale eyes, have people often wonder if they are related in any way. Especially those that are completely unaware of either person's history and where they came from.
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milk-lover · 5 months
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Sobbing uncontrollably reading through a dissertation about the college experience of students with ADHD. It is like reading a report about my life that just says over and over "My experiences are real. My hardships are real. I am not lazy, I am not dumb. My struggles were not my fault, and they were not a moral failing. The failure was with the system, not with me."
Here's a line that got me in particular:
"Hotez et al.(2022) compared the health, academic, and non-academic capacities of a nationally representative sample of U.S. first-year college students with ADHD and without ADHD. Students with ADHD self-reported lower academic aspirations and more feelings of depression and overwhelm, ranking themselves lower in their general emotional health. The fact that students with ADHD scored in the highest 10th percentile for many non-academic traits, such as artistic ability, computer skills, creativity, public speaking, social confidence, self-understanding and understanding of others, compassion, and risk-tasking, suggests that this population has strengths that are frequently underappreciated in academia."
(the paper is a thesis called "Understanding the Collegiate Experience for Students With ADHD" by Gia Long, 2022)
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yamtaroh · 11 months
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Zelda probably introduces the two as "I'm Princess Zelda and this slut(affectionate) is my knight/boyfriend Link", and Link just waves.
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so true
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erwinsvow · 25 days
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i can see the trio dangerously driving to or from a party. they’re speeding down the empty road, the new future album blasting from the speakers of topper’s jeep. kelce is up front, and reader and rafe are in the back. reader is a bit drunk and rafe is high out of his mind and can’t control his feelings for reader so he starts getting touchy with her, maybe trying to kiss her. since you’re just starting this au out, i’m curious to know how do you think reader would react and if she did kiss him back, how would topper and kelce react?
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the last line of coke was a mistake—it made him lose the last bits of his self control. it was clear that he was way too high to drive, even though it seemed like rafe always drove clear-headed or not, so you were assigned babysitting duty in the back.
top was on a rager today, even worse than his usual ones. whenever him and sarah started fighting, he got like this, currently blasting some future song at the highest volume possible, speeding through the streets of kildare. you would be a little scared, except kelce is driving while topper nurses yet another beer in the passenger seat. you're deliciously drunk, still gone from the drinks you had at the party, not a care in the world except making sure rafe doesn't keel over in the back.
you mumble along the words to the song, pretty much engraved in your memory from how often it was played. you don't know how it happens, your fingers just find rafe's hair, brushing it out of his face while he talks to top and kelce in the front, amped up and loud, acting as crazy as you've ever seen him. you giggle, continuing your motions.
topper begins some rant about his girlfriend, or rather, his ex, while rafe locks eyes with you. it's hard to keep eye contact, looking away the second rafe shuts up and focuses on you completely. you're never shy around them but this might be the closest you've gotten.
you feel rafe's hands on your exposed thighs, your tiny skirt ridden up in the seat. his touch feels good, in your drunken state you don't think there's anything wrong with it. he's just being friendly, being touchy, being rafe. he strokes the soft skin of your legs, running his hands down to your ankles, while you shift around in the back. all it would take is one look from the boys in the front to see that something's going on back here.
"rafe, listen to top he's talkin-"
"shh," rafe says, noise completely overlooked by the others, nothing audible except the thump of the bass. he takes your face into his hand, leaning in close. "shut up for a second." he kisses you, briefly, barely, lips touching together and your eyes fluttering shut, when kelce slams on the brakes. the two of you fly apart, your heart thudding for an entirely different reason now.
"what the fuck, kelce, my brakes-" top starts.
"it was a deer, you idiot. you guys okay?" he turns to look at you and rafe in the back, your face flushed and rafe's hands still on your legs.
"fine," rafe mumbles. the four of you head back to tannyhill, you crashing on rafe's bed like always while top and kelce take the guest room down the ball. the two of you are out before you can bring it up, but rafe doesn't forget about it.
in the morning, you stretch, the oversized shirt of his you'd put on for the night riding up. rafe doesn't wait another minute.
"so, about last night. in the car." he looks at you, waiting for your response.
"oh, rafe, don't apologize. it's okay. we were both pretty gone."
"m'not apologizin', i-"
"and i mean, who hasn't been there once or twice-"
"once or twice?"
"and i kissed kelce that one time, so i guess-"
"you kissed kelce?" rafe looks at you like you've committed a crime.
"what? it was new years."
"where the hell was i?"
"i don't know, probably sucking some girl's face off. i was busy making out with kelce, remember?" you laugh, getting up and looking for your clothes. rafe lays back down on the bed, deciding he's never leaving you alone with kelce ever again.
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dailyhatsune · 10 months
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this new miku plush gives such autism creature vibes
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if i may give an artistic rendition
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theprincessoffrost · 2 years
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😈✨✅
😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?
Whaaaat? I would never- oh alright. Sometimes I do leave chapters on a cliffhanger.
✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉
Oh dear. I'm gonna challange myself and not repeat the same answer... i really like how i write banter sometimes.
✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?
Friends to lovers trope. I don't mean for it to show up as often as it does in my fics.
Thank you so much for the ask! These have been fun :D
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aliferous-ly · 20 days
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special shout-out to everyone making gifs for the hermit charity event you are my absolute favorite people and the lifeblood of hermitblr <3
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groovyace · 23 days
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oh oh oh about the doodle ask maybe Red Hood Jason interacting with Robin jason who he (maybe just) rescued? ( Feel free to ignore this if it's weird )
Here it is!! Not at all as poetic as one would hope 😭
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[ Little Jason: "Why do you look like that?" (What the fuck does B FEED me in the future?) <- terrified) ]
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naivegh0ul · 5 months
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OKAY BUT how about Older¡Ghost extremely jealous when his neighbor (reader) brings someone to her house to fuck with her? He would be extremely mad about it, but couldn't help but hear her moans and whimpers, wishing it was him instead making her feel good. (And to be honest, she may only did that to caught Ghost's attention )
YESSS god I love the idea of jealous Older!Ghost (it took me way too answer this i am so so so sorry anon!!!)
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(warnings: smut, fem reader, older!ghost, jealousy, blowjobs, face fucking)
(word count: 1908)
It's 3am and Ghost hasn't gotten an ounce of sleep. How could he, when he can hear you moaning so sweetly through the walls. This has been a nightly occurrence. Ghost would go to bed, lay there for a while as he scrolled through pictures of you on his phone, and then the moaning would start.
The first time it happened, Ghost brushed it off, he's heard you pleasuring yourself through the walls before. Hell, he's even watched you. But this time you sounded different. Not so breathy, more high-pitched. Exaggerated.
The second time, he heard the creaking noise. Your bed must be rocking back and forth. Again, not the first time Ghost has heard that, but it is the first time he's heard grunts to go along with it.
Now, at three o'clock in the morning, Ghost has finally had enough. He climbs out of bed, feeling angry and annoyed. Angry that his sleep is being disrupted, and annoyed that he's hard from your moans.
He storms out of bed and out of his house, making his way towards your home in only a pair of grey sweatpants and socks, the imprint of his hard cock visible at the front of his sweats.
There's no response when Ghost knocks the first time, so he goes to knock again but your front door swings open before he can. "Mr. Riley!" You exclaim, slightly out of breath. "W-what's the matter?"
Ghost looks you up and down not so discreetly, noting the fact that one of your pant legs is riding up a little, and your shirt is up slightly, revealing the hickies and bite marks littering your stomach.
A twinge of jealousy filled Ghost at the sight. He has no right to be jealous, he knows that, but he is. You are his. Not officially, but you belong to Ghost. He knows what you like, how to crook his fingers to make you cry out his name, what filthy things to say to make you an embarrassed, whining mess.
That man in your bed probably has no idea what to do, he most likely just whipped his dick out and tried to put it in you, not even bothering to make you cum on his fingers first. He's probably your age, too. Young, immature, thinks with his dick.
Ghost can feel himself getting riled up the more he thinks about that stupid guy in your house. Ghost's is gonna give him what he deserves, the second he leaves your house Ghost is gonna wrap his hands around his throat and watch the life bleed from him-
"Simon?" Your sweet voice coos, pulling Ghost out of his spiraling thoughts. "Have a nice night." Ghost grunts out, turning away and walking straight back to his house.
Going to your house was a bad idea. You're a grown woman, for God's sake. He should leave you alone and stop being such an obsessive old man.
The sound of your sock-covered feet hitting the pavement has Ghost turning around before he enters his house. "Simon!" You say, looking up at him as you come to a stop on his front doorstep. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" There's clear concern in your eyes, making Ghost's heart melt.
"'M fine, love. Don't worry 'bout me." Ghost sighs, reaching forward to ruffle your hair. "Go back inside, 'm sure your guest is waitin' for you."
Ghost tries to turn around again but your hands reach out and grab the waistband of his joggers. "He..." You mumble, looking down at your feet. "He doesn't make me feel as good as you do." You admit as you glance up at Ghost with pleading, desperate eyes.
"Love..." Ghost sighs again "'M too old for you, alright? Go back inside, pretty girl." He leans forward and kisses your forehead softly and strokes your hair before pulling back.
Suddenly, you're on your knees in front of him, hands tugging at his waistband. "Please, Simon?" You coo, palming him through his joggers. Ghost swears under his breath, cock twitching and his hands curling into fists as he fights off the urge to give in.
No, he gave in once. He got his fill, he shouldn't be greedy. But you look so pretty in front of him, kneeling on the hard concrete, your face so close to his throbbing cock.
"You really want this, don't you?" Ghost says as he rubs the bridge of his nose. "Come on, get up. Don't want you kneeling on the concrete." Ghost reaches down and pulls you up, guiding you into his house.
Once the door is shut, you sink to your knees again, eager to please Ghost. "Fuck, you're eager." Ghost breathes as he undoes the ties on his sweatpants, pushing the garment down past his hips, exposing his cock to you.
He watches as your throat bobs and you swallow, your hands sliding up and down his thighs impatiently. Ghost wraps a hand around himself and strokes himself a few times, watching as you shuffle forward and open your mouth.
"Just this once." Ghost thinks to himself as he grabs the back of your head and slowly pushes his cock inside your waiting mouth, groaning loudly as the feeling of your warm, wet mouth engulfs him.
His hand guides you up and down the length of his cock, his fingers tangled in your hair and tugging ever so slightly. He has to fight the urge to buck forward, to fuck into your mouth as you drool all over him.
When he feels your hand on his balls suddenly, he jolts, a moan being shocked out of him as you gently roll them in your hand. "Attagirl," Ghost praises softly, barely audible over the sound of your slurping and gagging as you try to pleasure him at your pace, not his.
Ghost lets you do what you want, letting go of your hair and watching as you scoot forward and take more of Ghost into your mouth. It's a delicious sight, seeing your mouth stretching around him as your fingers wrap around the base of Ghost's cock.
You move further down Ghost's shaft each time, taking more and more of him. Your lips bump into your fingers as you take away one each time, building yourself up until finally you've got Ghost's cock buried deep in your throat, your neck bulging ever so slightly.
"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he throws his head back, bumping it into the wall. His hips jerk, forcing himself further down your throat and making his heavy balls slap against your face. When you swallow around him, it takes everything in him not to cum right then and there. He has to pull you back so he can control himself.
You're pulled off with a wet cough, one hand holding your throat while the other wipes the spit from your mouth. "Why'd you stop?" You rasp as you look up at Ghost, licking your lips.
"Got close." You tilt your head at his explanation. "Why didn't you just cum then?" Your hand finds its way back to Ghost's cock, your thumb and forefinger gently pulling back Ghost's foreskin as you wait for a response.
"Didn't know if... mhm, if you wanted me to." He pauses mid-sentence as you wrap your lips around his tip, lapping the milky white precum beading from his slit. Your tongue digs under his foreskin, licking him teasingly.
You're so good at this, making Ghost feel like he has no control and you're in charge when you're only giving him a blowjob. You're not even doing anything special, not ordering him around or trying to be dominant, you're just gently suckling on his cock and now you've got him wrapped around your finger.
And it's not fair. Ghost wants to fuck a pretty girl like you with no repercussions, but he knows that's not possible, the moment they're having explains that all away. You can't get pleasure from anyone other than Ghost, and he can't stop himself from pleasuring you.
He's trying so hard to focus and what you're doing, but the way your hand strokes him and your tongue laps at him has him feeling floaty and drunk so he doesn't notice when he starts thrusting his hips forward slowly, fucking into the wet heat of your mouth.
Your hands hold onto his hairy thighs as he gently fucks your mouth, your nails scratching lightly as you let him do what he wants. He sounds so gorgeous, breathy moans and groans escaping his throat as he rocks his hips.
You watch him, big eyes looking up at Ghost curiously as you swallow. He looks so good from where you're kneeling, mindless yet focused as he moves you up and down on his cock like you're a toy, just a thing for his pleasure.
And you let him. You let him drag you along his cock or hold you still so he can fuck into your mouth; you let him lose himself as he stares into your teary, lustful eyes.
"So pretty down there." Ghost mumbles, slurring his words as if he's drunk on the feeling of you. "Perfect little mouth, so warm..." His hand moves from the back of your head to the side, Ghost's other hand joining in as he holds you still and slowly thrusts into your mouth, letting out breathy little grunts each time.
He's close, you can tell from the way his breathing speeds up and hips move faster, eagerly bucking into your mouth. Ghost gets rough when he's close, you know that, so you're prepared when he adjusts his stance and grips your head tighter, pulling you down so your nose is buried in the thick hair at the base of his cock.
"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he feels your throat contract, watches as your eyes water and your hands grip his thigh. "Good fucking girl, takin' me so well." His thumb swipes below your eye, wiping away your tears as his hips snap against your face, balls slapping your chin.
"'M close," He pants, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth. "You gonna swallow it like a good girl?" At his words, you moaned, eyebrows pinching as you scooted forward on the floor and licked at the sensitive vein on the underside of Ghost's cock.
“Yeah, ‘s what I thought.” His hands tighten their hold on your head, pulling you closer to him. You’re a gagging, drooling mess, hands planted in your lap as you hear Ghost let out a loud, long moan, his hips stilling as he forces his cock further into your mouth, spilling his seed down your throat.
When Ghost finally lets you off – after holding you there for an unreasonable amount of time – you splutter and cough, one hand gingerly holding your throat while the other wipes your mouth.
You stand up after a moment, knees clicking and cracking from being so stiff and you look at Ghost with a tiny smile on your face and a happy expression. Boldly, you lean closer, standing on your tiptoes as you go in for a kiss.
But Ghost stops you with a hand on your shoulder, shutting you down. “We shouldn’t.” He shakes his head as he speaks. He can see the look of hurt and confusion in your eyes as you step back, visibly embarrassed.
“Um, I’ll go now.” You say softly, avoiding eye contact. “Bye, Mr. Riley.”
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buglaur · 10 months
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🔖 pictures from the family photo album
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