#༼ 🌟 Meet the muse! ༽

[gamenu]

Pokémon personality quiz

Ghost horse ftw!

Anyway folks should def do this its v fun.

#༼ 🌟 ooc: afk and probably eating pizza rolls ༽ #༼ 🌟 chain mail: for your kicks ༽ #Get u a girl who has a LOT of repressed anger #༼ 🌟 Breeder Nicole would like to battle!!!: Pokémon ༽ #༼ 🌟 Meet the muse! ༽

[queenie-avenue]

Hii! 🌟

So..i want ask for request about CEO ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

What if one day reader is caught sketching the CEO in some fancy clothes? Would he like to wear this for reader?

(Thank you in advance! Hope u have really good day 👁️〰️👁️)

/// sorry for my English kinda bad at grammar (ง’̀-‘́)ง

He'll wear anything you make.

💌 ⤻ THE CEO, Adrian Houde

—> he's your muse, you're his obsession.

⤻ reader is gender neutral, reader has a crush on Adrian, obsessive behaviour, posessive thoughts, snooping, fluff, red flags but they aren't so apparent.

notes: i altered the prompt a bit, i hope you don't mind but thank you for the ask! i'm glad you like adrian as much as i do. feel free to send in more asks! love the cute emoticons btw <3 did not proofread, we die like men.

Adrian strolled about the fashion department, his hands raking across the abandoned tables now that everyone had headed home. He rolled up his sleeves to check the time as he walked past the messy and cluttered desks, the heels of his shoes clacking against the floor.

One might ask, what was the CEO of the company doing so late at the fashion department? Everyone had gone home, clocking off early for the holidays — even the ever-busy fashion team — except him. His blue eyes raked across the table as he searched for your table, and finally, he came across it and smiled.

You didn't have a table before, you cramped alongside the lower level employees but well, Adrian pulled some strings here and there for you to get your own table.

It also made it easier for him to look through your belongings.

"Hm?" He hummed when he saw an unfamiliar book on the table. He had memorised every detail of your table, to the point where he knew where you put your emergency snacks — sometimes even refilling them for you anonymously — but this sketchbook was new.

He knew it was wrong to sneak into someone's belongings, and his grandmother would no doubt absolutely pulverise him for such ungentlemanly actions but you already belonged to him. You didn't, but you would soon.

He was slowly cracking you down, he knew. Adrian could still see the blush on your face when you were caught staring at him for too long.

His nimble hands reached for the book and flipped through them. The pages crinkling in his hands as he gazed at all of the different designs. His eyes slowly widened as he recognised the dimples on the model's face, the tousled blonde hair, the dashing pale blue eyes, and the silhouettes you had crafted just for him. The suits, some dresses, some eccentric, some more subdued, and multiple designs made with styles he had a penchant for.

He smiled, knowing that you had to have been observing him rather closely to be able to craft such flattering outfits for him.

"Hah," he breathed out, feeling his cheeks heat up. "You're driving me crazy." He whispered to himself as he felt his entire body grow hot.

He continued to flip through the pages, taking in the sight of him as your muse. He almost wanted to hop in his car and drive off to your house now just to kiss you but he had to restrain himself.

He was a gentleman; even if he snuck into your belongings. He would wait for a while more. His grandmother had always said that a prolonged courting period was needed, filled with flowers, chocolates, gifts, and, of course, polite flirting.

He placed the book on the floor and snapped a few pictures, making sure to make it look accidental, like he had just stumbled across it and sent it to you.

Adrian. H: Stumbled across a cute little thing on the way to a late-night meeting. Mind if I get it privately made? I'd love to wear something you made.

He smirked, knowing that you would fluster. He just wished you were here just so he could see colour fill your face. He made a note to visit the fashion department during lunchtime just to tease you further. Maybe he'd even wear something akin to your designs tomorrow.

He just wanted to get this courting phase over so he could wrap you in his arms like a snake and never let go.

Your sketchbook was practically an invitation for him to do so.

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere male x reader #male yandere x reader #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere ceo #ask #anon ask #yandere blog

[nerdieforpedro]

What I want from you

Lucian Flores x plus size female reader

This fic is for those 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 430

Summary: Lucian has wanted many things from you over the years, can he have any of them?

Warnings: Infidelity, angst, unprotected P in V, that gold chain, riding, soft Lucian? (Did I make this scamp soft? What am I doing?)

Notes: Felt I should add something to the Lucian Flores fanfic pile. I was going for more smut but it didn’t quite go there. I like the pensive mood of it. ☺️ Didn’t beta it so all mistakes are mine.

Main Masterlist / Lucian Flores Masterlist

His feet took him to you each time but you placed different people between the two of you. It’s been a year since he’s been inside your home, having you pressed up against your headboard while your husband was away on some financial conference again. He normally left you at home, desperate for affection. He remembered bracing you with one arm wedged across your belly, between your heavy breasts. The marks on your back were a mix of your own stretched skin and both from his hands pressing into your body. Your bodies writhing together in heated movements as he called your name and you moaned his. After, he’d request you lay across him, thick leg draped over him, hand on his chest, lips to his neck. He knew he could stay overnight, that your husband wouldn’t be home, but it wasn’t his house. He would have one like this for you one day. As long as he got his break soon.

A short rest was all the two of you needed and you’d have his chain in your mouth straddling him before sinking down on his length. Watching you press your full weight on him, cupping his face with your thumbs opening his mouth to hear him pant for you. Never would he allow another woman’s hands in his mouth or have hers on his gold chain.

Lucian had been willing to give it to you long before that man placed a ring on your finger. He hadn’t been stable then, his films just barely broke even. He couldn’t achieve his vision, not yet. He wanted to do it with you, always encouraging him, telling him he could make it, people would want to see his work. With you, your voice could have taken you so far, but you settled for accounting - respectable but not you. Not as Lucian remembered you.

He stands at your door now, aware of your new address after your divorce with that man who tried to snuff out your light as he saw it. He would tell all the things he wanted to back them both before your marriage and during it. Make you understand, make a home with you.

Answering your door in a black cotton nightgown and meeting his gaze, he stood on your threshold waiting.

Would you let him in? Let him love you?

Is Lucian capable of it with you being unattached?

Ushering him inside and closing your front door, the two of you might decide to begin a path together if you can get back out of the bed.

Followers of that Gold chain glow 🌟: @rhoorl @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #lucien flores #the uninvited #Lucian Flores x plus size female reader #Nerdie fic

[estellemusings]

HSR-Scenarios

Dan Heng x f!reader

🌟 : your little brother and Dan Heng

Everybody looks at you in disbelief, who wouldn't when a boy is standing next to you.

It was your younger brother, you were in charge of looking after him for the mean time

He smiles at everyone as you introduce him.

March, Stelle, Himeko and Welt introduce themselves to him. March keeps saying how adorable he is.

He entertained them until he saw a familiar figure from afar. He broke free from the people surrounding him to run to that person

"Big brother" he shouted

Dan Heng was startled since he just arrived at the parlor car but instinctively caught the running child. He knew this was your brother but didn't expect him to call him "brother"

"Big Brother?" he asks

He nod with enthusiasm

"Big sis told me about you, you're big brother Dan Heng. The handsome brother"  as a wide grin plastered on his lips

Dan Heng looks up and meets your gaze as the corner of his mouth rises.

"Stop!! I-i didn't say that" you stuttered as a  reddish shade tint your cheeks while you approached them

"You did!, you even said he looks handsome when he's ser-" you place your hand on his mouth to stop him from talking.

Watching you bickering with your brother is such a rare sight.

In the midst of your bickering, Himeko called you out to ask for some help with an errand.

You entrust your brother to Dan Heng for the meantime.

"I'll be back as soon as possible. Sorry for passing him to you"

"Don't worry love, I'll take care of him" he reassured you

You press a kiss on his cheeks to say thank you. Before leaving you told your brother to be good.

Dan Heng brought him to his room, seeing all different kinds of books and some techs he never seen before.

He pointed out the Data Bank, asking Dan Heng if what's that for.

"That's for work" He answered

"Can we access it?" The boy looks at him with pleading eyes that makes it hard for him to say no.

Instead he look for a thing that can shift his attention away from the Data Bank. His gaze lands on books full of stories

"That book is rather more interesting" Dan Heng grab the book of stories and gave it to him

Seeing the title, he excitedly opened the book to read it.

They settle down on his bed. Leaning their back on the shelves beside the bed.Dan Heng picks up is own book and they engrossed themselves in reading

For some reason he was curious on what you've been telling your brother.

"What did she say about me" Dan Heng asks

He ponders for a moment on what to answer

" She met this amazing, intelligent and handsome man. That for some reason loves her so much. And she also told me i'll like you and guess sis was right" he answered smiling ear to ear

Warmth enveloped him, he really does love you but at the same time you do too as well.

They return their attention to the book they're read. Silence filled the room again

You just finished the tasks and walked back to his room. A gasp left your lips  the moment the door opens

They're sleeping, your brother leaning his head on his shoulders. Blanket wrapped around both of them.

Not wanting to miss the opportunity, you grab your phone and snap the photo of them.

You approached them and placed a kiss on their foreheads as you said good night. Before leaving you look back one last time.

You're really lucky to have Dan Heng by your side.

You left the room with a smile etched on your lips.

© telle's musings

5-07-23

#🌟.telle's musings #dan heng x reader #dan heng x you #dan heng #honkai dan heng #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr #hsr x y/n #hsr dan heng #dan heng x y/n

[3terna15unshin3]

marcey’s masterlist

💿 — 🌟 — 🐇 — 📖 — 🌿 — 🎞

Then Because She Goes ★ Matty Healy x OC

[completed, 15/15 — blurbs — instagram au]

From meeting in a second-hand bookshop in central Manchester, Este and Matty begin exchanging questionable (and pretentious) book recommendations and flourish an alluring interest in one another.

💿 — 🌟 — 🐇 — 📖 — 🌿 — 🎞

thread of gold ★ Matty Healy x Reader

[ongoing, 2/6]

Matty has been your muse—the coveted subject of your camera lens—for as long as you can remember. But when your career brings you across the Atlantic and his brings him all over the world; time, distance, and repressed feelings throw your long-time friendship in for a loop.

💿 — 🌟 — 🐇 — 📖 — 🌿 — 🎞

AO3 — Instagram — Pinterest

#the 1975 #matty healy #matty healy fanfiction #the 1975 fanfiction #matty healy x oc #matty healy fic #matty healy x reader #matty healy fanfic #matty healy x you #matty healy x y/n #matty healy smut #smut #fanfiction #fluff #angst

[affectionatelyrs]

Seven Sentence Sunday🌟

Happy Sunday friends! :) So many lovely tags from so many lovely people today - thank you @read-and-write- @cultofsappho @firenati0n @rockyroadkylers @anincompletelist @happiness-of-the-pursuit @matherines @wordsofhoneydew @littlemisskittentoes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @getmehighonmagic and @kiwiana-writes

So... I followed the whim of the muse for once and as a result I'm nearly done with a fic titled "Dream a Little Dream Of Me" - a 5+1 of etheral being Alex visiting Henry in his dreams whenever he's had a particularly bad day over the years (and one time he shows up in person - and stays). Basically, I'm kind of fucking in love with it, so here's a snippet of what might be one of my favorite things that I've written

“Your dad’s love for you was so strong. I could tell. You want to know how?” Henry doesn’t quite meet Alex’s eye, but he hesitantly nods. “You have this pocket in your heart that’s reserved for love. I’ve met all kinds of people in my life—some of their pockets are hollowed out and empty, and others are filled with it. But yours?” Alex pauses to laugh, and when Henry risks a glance at his face, it’s glowing brighter than the sun. “It’s overflowing, Henry. And so it seeps into every inch of your being, finds its way into every corner of your viscera. I’ve never seen anything like it before. You carry so much love with you, and so much of it comes from your dad. He’s everywhere in you, even now. Can’t you feel it?” Alex pulls Henry’s arms outward, turns them over so that his palms face the ceiling, and traces the tips of his fingers down his outstretched limbs. As he does so, incandescent lines of gold light up in their wake where his veins should be. They’re thin, small strands that resemble gossamer, glistening and glimmering as though they were spun from liquified sunlight. “Can’t you see it?”

I'm sure that most of y'all have done this but tagging a few people just in case - @inexplicablymine @whimsymanaged @rmd-writes @tintagel-or-cockleshells @myheartalivewrites @orchidscript and @leaves-of-laurelin

#seven sentence sunday #rwrb #red white and royal blue #rwrb fic #rwrb fanfic #affectionately writes #firstprince #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor

[prolix-yuy]

For your ask game, you just have to know how obsessed I am with your Dieter x Murch works - so with that in mind, I’d like to officially put my spin of the wheel in with; Sit on The Throne - thank you - love you - adore you - 🌟⭐️🌟

Awww Libby, my favorite babies! Let's see what Dieter and Murch are up to!

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x F!Reader "Murch"

Position: Sit on the Throne

Word Count: 933

Warnings: Explicit, 18+ MINORS DNI, unprotected PiV sex (don't be a fool, wrap your tool), some sweet and sexy makeouts.

Notes: This takes place in the Best Laid Plans series, after The Plan and it's upcoming sequel. A little glimpse into the possibilities with Dieter and Murch ;)

“What’cha lookin’ at?” you call from the sliding glass door, Dieter’s slouched silhouette dipped in the morning glow of sunrise. He leans back to look at you, eyes squinting. You chuckle at his sprawled legs, arms danging over the chair arms, a well-worn baby blue robe folded and creased around him. 

“Muse struck, but it was more a hit and run than a five car pileup,” he says, the last remnant of a joint dropping into a paper cup splattered with paint. 

“Gruesome,” you say with fake cheer, taking a step onto the balcony. The cool concrete hasn’t been touched by the sun yet, making you wrap your arms around your middle. “Have I been in your bed enough to see one yet?” 

“It’s gotta be the right one, Murch, I can’t show you my old works first. You gotta see the newest one, then go backwards to watch the progression.” As he speaks Dieter spins his hands in the air, giving you time to admire the way he effortlessly makes them elegant. For someone as messy as he can be, he’s remarkably put together when he’s passionate about things.

“Whatever you say, Di.” He twists in his chair and makes grabby hands at you, urging you to him with a knowing smile.

“Come sit on my lap and watch the sunrise with me,” he asks. Those puppy dog eyes are in full effect, but he really didn’t need to convince you further. You sidle over and settle on his thick thighs, letting him wrap his arms around your waist. Leaning back, he hooks his chin over your shoulder and sighs.

“Some days I wonder if I’ve actually woken up,” you say, making Dieter turn his head to nudge his nose into your cheek. “It doesn’t always feel real, being here with you.”

“In a good way?” The brief uncertainty reminds you of your first night in Dieter’s orbit, the way his eyes softened with hope when you asked to kiss him.

“In the best way,” you amend. Then a large hand is cupping your cheek and turning you into Dieter’s waiting mouth. He’s perfected kissing you, starting with soft presses that melt down your spine before parting your lips with his own and licking delicately inside. Meeting your tongue for a handful of brushes, he quickly escalates to devouring you, drinking up every little gasp you give him. His other hand drifts to cup just under your breast, hips grinding up into your ass as you break the kiss.

“Insatiable,” you tease, brushing your nose against his. 

“Can’t help it, you’re a really good kisser,” he says, drifting fingertips tracing the edge of your lips, the curve of your cheek. “Gives me a hard-on every time.”

“You’ll miss the sunrise if you keep this up,” you say, but circle your hips on his lap just as wantonly. 

“Then you better watch it, sweetheart, I’m looking at something just as beautiful.”

The sentiment almost distracts from Dieter’s firm hands maneuvering you to lay more fully on him, legs spread around his flexing thighs. He palms your breast, dragging the side of his thumb over your peaking nipple as you shuck your panties down your legs. He hastily fishes himself out of his neon peach boxer briefs, sliding the velvety length up and down your ass and lower back.

“Do you want me inside, or just rubbing on you?” he asks, slipping his cock between your thighs to slide between your folds. You arch at the soft touch, his thick head just barely brushing your clit as he lazily thrusts.

“Inside,” you say, eliciting a groan and a heady kiss just below your ear. His hand fumbles between your legs and the cool press of his rings skitters more arousal through you. He circles your entrance tantalizingly before pressing in, shallow thrusts to work his fat length into your welcoming body.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you never stop feeling fucking amazing,” Dieter groans into your hair, scooting forward in his chair to get more leverage. You straighten up and get your footing to lift up and almost off Dieter before seating him deep. “Oh shit, sweetheart, that’s too good, that’s too fucking good.”

“M’gonna ride you, pretty boy,” you say, and the blazing heat from his face only spurs you on. Setting a steady, slapping rhythm, you bounce on Dieter’s cock, admiring his defined thighs meeting your movements and how his hands squeeze on your hips. He fits his chest against your back, mouth messily roaming your neck and shoulders and back as he pants.

“Don’t stop, sweetheart, I’ll pull out and cum on your thighs, oh shiiiiit, oh shit, I…I’m so crazy about you, I…I…” Dieter devolves into babbling as you grind on him instead, resting your burning thighs. It’s the perfect moment for him to suck two fingers into his mouth and bring them to your clit, rolling it between his fingers with just enough wetness and pressure to make you clamp around him.

“Di, I’m gonna…” you stammer, but he knows your body well. Yanking you back against him, he pulls out and strokes his cock fast, never stopping his careful circling of your clit. Scraping his teeth behind your ear, you finally let go with a strained whine, Dieter’s hot spend splashing on your skin soon after. 

“Shit, sweetheart, that was better than any sunrise I’ve ever seen.”

You slump back against him, stealing another kiss over your shoulder. 

“I doubt you saw any of it.”

His wide smile nuzzles into your neck.

“You got me. But I did get some inspiration.”

END

LJ’s Bangathon 2023

#dieter bravo x female reader #dieter bravo x reader #dieter bravo x you #dieter bravo x f!reader #dieter bravo fanfiction #the bubble fic #the bubble fanfiction #prolix fics

[campingwiththecharmings]

Hey y'all! SO, this month marks the one-year anniversary of my first fic in the Oscar Isaac fandom (as well as the return of my writing muse lol) and I wanted to do something special to celebrate!

From today to July 15th, I'll be accepting requests for fic/drabbles for any of the characters below:

Poe Dameron*

Santiago Garcia*

Miguel O'Hara

Marc Spector / Steven Grant** / Jake Lockley**

Joel Miller

*if you'd like a certain version of these characters from fics i've already posted (ex: Poe in Invisible String or Santi in my Neighbors AU), that's fine just mention that in your request. **any requests for these characters may take longer than others as i haven't written for them yet.

Please submit requests using prompts from lists below only (content varies between sfw and mature):

fluff/smut/angst

romantic/smutty/physical one-liners

smut drabble prompts

AUs

meet cutes

At the moment, there are no limits to how many requests one person can submit (but mostly because I'm not anticipating getting many at all lmao), but that could change. If it does, and you've submitted multiple requests, I'll likely just choose the one I vibe with the most lol hope that's cool.

My hope is that I'll be able to get these written and posted by the end of the month, but I make no promises; my work schedule is all over the place and some weeks are busier than others. That said, I'll do my best to get them out in a timely manner, all I ask is for patience lol.

I think that's all? If you have any questions, please feel free to ask 😊Thank guys!! 💖

🌟 Masterlist 🌟

EDIT: Current number of requests is 23

EDIT #2: Please note that requests for this celebration are no longer being accepted. Thanks to all who participated!

EDIT #3: Fulfilled requests below the cut

❤️‍🔥 = explicit/mature content (usually f!reader unless otherwise noted)

Undone (Poe Dameron + “you can be louder”) ❤️‍🔥

Helping Hand (Miguel O'Hara + he's injured and has no where else to go)

Playing with Fire (Jake Lockley + “hey, only i can call them that!”) ❤️‍🔥

Long Time Coming (Santiago Garcia + “next time we get into an argument, i’m reminding you that i took your virginity”) ❤️‍🔥

All Your Fault (Poe Dameron + "how mad would you be if i kissed you?")

Some Like it Hot (Poe Dameron + Firefighter AU) ❤️‍🔥

#fic-aversary celebration #my fic

[olichat-reads]

Play

sero hanta x reader

summary: its game night. you and hanta are playing two different games tho.

warnings: suggestive themes. not nsfw yet so-

A/N: HEAVILY BASED ON THIS AUDIO BECAUSE IT MADE SQUEAL AND SQUIRM AND I AM NOT OKAY-

🌟

"baby~ i'm back and i got us some smoothies- oh," sero cut himself off to blink at you haunched over your desk in your gamer uniform consisting of his oversized hoodie, cat ear headphones and no pants before breaking into a soft smile. "gaming with the gang?"

you barely managed a glance at your boyfriend, shifting your headphones to uncover one ear to hear him and a frantic nod because y/n, if you get us all killed again i will set you up for every hero meet and greet, interview, gala and forum for the next 3 months. it was a cruel and unusual punishment but it did its job into striking fear into your poor anxiety-ridden and introverted heart.

hanta only smirked as he walked over to your desk, hooking his chin your shoulder, hands bracing himself on the armrest of your chair.

"mina threatened to drag you to a social event if you lose again?" he muses, flinching as you got shot in the game, hearing the outraged screams of your friends online. "bakugou did this time," you winced as you scrambled to take cover to heal yourself, pulling an amused scoff from your boyfriend.

"sorry, hanta. i'll get off on the next round. i'm sure i can convince jirou to take over-"

"no no, its fine. keep playing. plus, wouldn't want bakugou and mina doing well on their threat hm?" he huffed out a laugh as you squeaked at another attack in your direction, his long fingers coming up to play with your hair.

"but i wanna spend time with you though," you whined, desperate to escape but not having the time to emphasize your point with practiced puppy eyes before a certain angry blonde was abusing your eardrums, chucking a health potion in your face, barking out another threat if you left the game, your other friends agreeing in the background.

god, you really needed to remember to mute them before putting on your oh-woe-is-me-save-me-from-these-gremlins poor little girlfriend act.

"aw~ its okay, guapa. you should keep playing. i'll manage so you can do both~" your boyfriend offered sweetly. "here, move over a little, sweetheart."

your boyfriend swiftly maneuvered your chair away from your table before settling under your desk and pulling your chair forward back to its spot.

"w-what are you doing?"

hanta only grinned up at you from where he sat between your thighs, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "you wanted to spend some time together no? and this way you can keep playing with the others too," he explained carelessly, large hands smoothing up your bare thighs.

fuck.

"b-but-"

"unmute yourself. i can hear blasty and sparky yelling at you from down here. answer them, baby."

you glanced down at hanta uncertainly, watcing him look back with seemingly innocent eyes.

you knew better though.

"i'm not even here, baby," he smiles sweetly.

"go on. play."

fuck if that didn't send chills down your spine. all the while hanta looks at you with an easy lopsided smile. the smug bastard.

you stared back a moment longer, before mina's screeching for backup pulled your attention back to the game. hesitantly, you relented with an uncertain 'okay' and bring your attention back to not dying.

it was less than a minute before you barely managed to suppress the squeal of surprise at the feeling of your boyfriends grip on your thighs tighten followed by kisses peppered onto the skin of your inner thigh. you tore your gaze away to look at your boyfriend with wide eyes.

"hanta-"

"its okay, baby," that bastard purred lazily, looking up at your squirming figure all smug, turning his head to plant another kiss on your skin. "just relax."

just relax my ass-

"mh!" you all but smacked your headset, muting your mic, having not manage to swallow the mewl at those hands feeling up the sides of your body and his teeth gentle biting into the sensitive flesh this time.

"hanta-"

the bastard preened at the desperate noise he pulled out of you.

"aw you're enjoying this a lot, aren't you?"

"hanta you bastard-"

"hey now~ be careful how you answer me now, hm, darling?" he grins up at you darkly, reaching up to unmute your mic. "and don't you dare mute yourself again."

fuck.

his hands return to your thights, readjusting his grip before kissing the skin again. dark eyes flashed up to your face when you stay frozen in your seat. "play."

fuck.

your brain buffered as you forced your gaze away from your boyfriend and back onto the screen. you tried to focus on the game, fall back into the familiar chaos of your friends screeching, tried to concentrate on not getting killed.

not possible.

absolutely not fucking possible.

not when you felt warm lips plant wet kisses on the inside of your thighs, his pierced tongue occassionally flicking out to tease your skim.

not when you could here his delighted hums and hot fucking moans that he doesn't bother hiding, knowing the effect they had on you.

not when you had to put all your energy and attention into stopping yourself from mewling and whining from the sensations of those big warm hands smoothing up and down your thighs and his hot breath fanning over your trembling flesh way to close to your-

"is it okay if i leave my mark?" he mummured, the puff of his breath on your skin making you shudder, your thighs instinctively trying to clamp shut around your boyfriend's broad shoulders.

you bit your lip, choking on the whine threatening to leave your lips as you desperately shook your head no. you wouldn't be able to stay quiet if he did that.

"no? aw its okay, baby. i'll do it on the inside of your thighs. no one will even know its there," he drones reassuringly, before his voice drops into a deep growl.

"except for me."

you barely had time to brace yourself before you felt teeth nipping your skin, causing you to yelp in surprise, hand flying off of your keyboard to muffle your voice. the handsome bastard only chuckled as he soothed over the bite with his tongue before attacking another spot with light sucks and bites, determined to mark you up as his.

fuck you can't anymore.

you practically tore off your headset, blatantly ignoring your friends' yelling before closing the entire tab.

you didn't care anymore.

"oh? logging off already? done playing?"

this fucking asshole.

"we're playing," you growled hungrily, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and roughly pulling him into a kiss. hanta's eyes widened at your tone and action. the look in your eyes had him going wild. fuck. you were going to play alright.

"oh!" he exlaimed lightly, pulling away from your kiss, making you glare at the loss of his lips. he smiles back easily, unbothered by your deathstare. "our smoothies are still on the counter! i'll go get them before they mh-"

this fucking bastard.

you practically attacked his lips, each kiss rough and forceful, glowering when he had the audacity to laugh.

"okay, okay. we can- mh!" shut.

"we can get more smoothies n- nnn~" the fuck.

"next mmm-" up.

god. this incorrigible bastard. if looks could kill, you would've loss your hero license 2 minutes ago.

you pulled away from the aggressive attempts at shutting him up with a kiss, leaving behind your dazed boyfriend looking up at you with a lovestruck expression, eyes drunk and glazed but doing  absolutely nothing to hide the feral hunger behind it that you had no doubt matches your own.

all with that stupid fucking grin.

"i'll make it up to you, guapa."

he fucking better.

🌟

A/n: oh god this is my oli writes filth awakening- i wrote this in one sitting so you can forgive me if it sucks. i give you my permission :'D

#sero x reader #oliwrites #sero thirst

[galacticbaseballbatter]

“What kind of a life would I have lived if I didn't choose to board the Express... No, there is no such possibility.”

(‼️Warning from Mun‼️- You CANNOT imagine how long this shit is, so only if you are ready for your fingers to hurt from scrolling…press ‘keep reading’, brave one. I’ll meet you at the end.)

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🔆ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Rules are made to be broken! 🔆 What you can expect/rules (that are NOT made to be broken):- ✩ Shipping Friendly as long as it’s not an illegal one and I’m comfortable with it. Example for illegal ships include pedophilloic ships etc etc.

✩ mostly one liners/semi lit rp

✩ May add my own personal head cannons of Stelle. But still the same old in-game trash can loving raccoon-like stelle we all know.

✩ DNI if you’re: racist, lgbtqia+phobic: including transmeds, exclusionists, terfs and illegitimate sexualities/pronouns, anti-semitic, xenophobic/Islamophobic, ableist, pedophilloic, sexist/misogynistic and all basic DNI criteria.

✩ No explicit smut content but will rp fluff, romance, angst, gore, drinking/alcohol topics etc.

✩ There is a real person who controls this account, so I may take time to respond to you/your muse/asks.

✩ If I want the RP to end, I will say so and the same goes for you! If you also want to conclude the RP, just say so and I will gladly stop.

✩ It will be up to me to decide if I want to RP with you (if you have send me an in-character ask etc etc.) and if I’m comfortable with where the RP is going. And vice versa.

✩ Also, I don’t want to be the only one carrying the plot of the story and the role play. Please don’t respond me with anything that I don’t have an answer to as the RP will die sooner rather than later. I would request you to be more engaging with the RP conversation.

✩ Please remember mun =/= muse.

✩ Mun messages will be shown with Mun-

✩ Anons are more than welcome! You can make yourself known on this blog with your own tag! But, I will only reply if I’m comfortable with your message.

✩ Not really spoiler-free.

✩ WIP account

🔆This account is NOT affiliated with Hoyoverse.

🔆Current anons:- We got more anons, trailblazers, visitors on the express, let’s go! -🕳️ anon

-🪡 anon

-🎸 anon

-🎎 anon

-🌸🥞 anon

-💧anon

-🦅👁️ anon

-🍳 nonnie

-⛓️💎 anon

-🔆 anon

*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊ 🔆Of course behind the scenes is any ordinary person Valerie; She/her, 18+ and currently existing. I also go by Xyn (pronounced as shin) or Zenny.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊

•.,¸¸,.•´¯“𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗒𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗇.”¯•.,¸¸,.•´

💫Tags💫

#Trailblazing beyond🌟: General Tag

#The Golden Trash🌟: Self

#Precious trash!🦝: Reblogs

#Queue-ing for…Trash?🦝: Queued

#The main character appears!‼️: Anon asks

#Crippling anxiety 😟: Other in-character asks

#Akivili, the coolest aeon💫: Roleplaying with Astral Express Members

#Cold Dragon Young 🐉 : Roleplaying with Dan Heng/ Dan Heng Imbibitor Lunae. #March 8th ❄️ :Roleplaying with March 7th

#Miss Himeko 🚂: Roleplaying with Himeko

#Mr. Yang 👓: Roleplaying with Welt Yang.

#Not the Simulated Universe…🗿: Roleplaying with Herta’s Space Station Characters/characters met in Herta’s Space Station

#This is wild(fire)🤨: Roleplaying with Belobog Characters/characters met in Belobog

#No Trash Cans… 😭: Roleplaying with the Xianzhou Loufu characters/characters met in the Xianzhou Loufu

#Dreamscapes or Nightmares?🌌: Roleplaying with Penacony characters/characters met in Penacony

#”Destined” to encounter❓:Roleplaying with the Stellaron Hunters

#M-mother..? 🕷️🕸️ : Roleplaying with Kafka

#Video-game lover 👾🎮: Roleplaying with Silver Wolf

#Baldie 🗡️🥀 : Roleplaying with Blade

🌟-Ask box is always open because I don’t have anything better to do, well most of the time anyway. Even Trailblazing gets tiring sometimes.

(Mun- This is a role play account for Stelle, the female trailblazer. I love raccoons and trash cans if you know what I’m referring to. Happy trailblazing! Also, I hope your fingers don’t hurt.) *ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊˚*ੈ✩‧₊

©galacticbaseballbatter on Tumblr ; do not copy/translate

#Masterlist #Hsr #Honkai star rail #hsr stelle #stelle #so trailblazer coded #trailblazer #Trailblazing beyond 🌟 #The Golden Trash 🌟 #Akivili #the coolest aeon 🌟 #Cold Dragon Young 🐉 #March 8th ❄️ #Miss Himeko🌌 #Mr. Yang 👓 #Not the Simulated Universe…🗿 #This is wild(fire)🤨 #No Trash Cans…😭 #Dreamscapes or Nightmares?🌌 #“Destined” to encounter❓ #M-mother…?🕷️🕸️ #Video-game lover👾🎮 #Baldie🗡️🥀 #Precious Trash!🦝 #Queue-ing for…Trash?🦝 #The main character appears!‼️ #Crippling anxiety😟

[hfrpfanmail]

OUR MEME THIS UPCOMING WEEK WILL BE...

Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about the following and my reasoning behind it… 🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves. 😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 😉 …someone my muse has had sex with. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.

If you wish to participate in this Meme Week, please comment below your FC name and tag the blog. You can only sign up THREE FCs per mun. 

You have until: 10/08/23 at 11:59pm EST to sign up for the meme. The master list post of participants will be posted after the sign up window closes.

#hfrpmeme

[gamenu]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 / 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒. *

• favorite fruit(s): Strawberries & Plums, & Pineapples

• favorite activity(ies): Games & tinkering, & reading

• favorite flower(s): lily of the valley & sunflowers

• favorite season(s): fall & winter

• favorite insect(s): fireflies & butterflies & bumblebees

• favorite animal(s): dogs & turtles & bunnies

• favorite gem(s): aquamarine.

• favorite time of day: dusk.

Tagged by: @sweetlybite & @inkalized Tagging: I'm pretty sure a lotta people have done this by now. So by all means if you see this and haven't done it, consider yourself tagged!

#༼ 🌟 Meet the muse! ༽ #༼ 🌟 chain mail: for your kicks ༽

[lgcjungsu]

🌟 Meet Shin Jungsu: A Melody in the Making! 🌟

Greetings, wonderful souls! 🌈 Allow me to introduce the vibrant Shin Jungsu, or Sunny as his friends call him. my name is Vannie (any pronouns), and i'll be the proverbial pen behind the scenes 📝✨ I'm thrilled to embark on this journey of Jungsu with you all. Drop a like if you would like to plot, or leave a comment with a flower name and i'll post a random starter for our muses!

LINKS:  PINTEREST / PLAYLIST

FULL NAME: ShIn Jungsu

AGE & BIRTHDAY: Nineteen & 05.10.04

ZODIAC:  ☼ Taurus ☾ Libra ↑ Gemini

MBTI & ALIGNMENT: ENFP & Lawful Neutral

+ TRATIS: adaptable, energetic, creative, level-headed, resilience

- TRAITS: stubborn, insensitive, disorganized, restless, disorganized

TOP SKILLS: bass guitar & music composition

CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS: veronica fisher (shameless), don lockwood (singin' in the rain), mercedes jones (glee), anita (west side story), remy (ratatouille), & kim ki-jung (parasite)

#🎶⋅˖ ࣪ ‹ nightlight — ❝ plot call❞ #🎶⋅˖ ࣪ ‹ idgaf— ❝ ooc ❞

[antvnger]

Okay so while we didn’t interact all that much during the Time Heist, I couldn’t help but be fascinated by Rocket. The puppy nickname really didn’t bother me. I promise it didn’t. I mean, Rocket wasn’t the first to compare me to a puppy, but petting my head like a dog and using that kind of tone did push it a bit.

But it wasn’t until I actually got to really interact with Rocket that I realized there’s definitely more to him than meets the eye. He’s actually cooler than he lets on, once you got past the defensive gruffness. And Rocket really does have great taste in music. He’s definitely got a past that’s placed a chip on his shoulder, which makes me sad for the guy. Not pity because he’s obviously doing well for himself. But the fact whatever it was still bothers him makes me sad.

Send 🌟 for a headcanon about our muses’ relationship

@guardian-rocket

#ask scott lang #scott lang #ant-man #guardian rocket #rocket #rocket raccoon #ask meme #🌟 meme #🌟relationship headcanon #ant man #antman

[estellemusings]

HSR-Scenarios

Dan Heng x f!reader

it wasn't your fault

🌟 : Dan Heng got hurt

Dan heng gets hurt because of you, if you weren't careless. If only you notice that there's an enemy behind ready to ambush you.

Then he wouldn't be here in Natasha's clinic. Unconscious and with a wound on his abdomen.

"He'll wake up soon, his wound is not that deep. All he needs to do is to take a rest" Natasha explained.

A sigh of relief left your lips as you heard that Dan Heng will be alright. But still something doesn't sit well with you cause every time you look at him your heart breaks.

As the words it was your fault echoes in your head again and again.

You gently held his hand as you sat beside his bed.

"Why do you still look so gloomy, she said he'll be alright" March says as if she wasn't scared moments ago.

Her words Interrupt your revelry, that you didn't even notice that she's already standing beside you. You were engrossed in your own thoughts that you forgot her presence.

"I'm fine" You answered, forcing yourself to smile as you look at her.

March wasn't convinced that you're okay, she gave you a hug hoping to comfort you.

"It wasn't your fault" she mumbled

You felt more aggrieved, that tears threatened to fall any moment so you pulled away from the hug and excuse yourself. Telling her you need to go out to get some fresh air.

Walking around town while looking for an empty alleyway. When you find one, you burst into tears unraveling all your suppressed emotions.

Crying your hearts until you feel better.  You don't know how long you stood there, but by the time you calm down your eyes stings.

After a few moments you went back to the clinic, but as soon as you step inside March run towards you.

She asks where you've been and that she messaged you but you didn't reply. You wonder why she looks agitated until you look over on her shoulder and saw Dan Heng sitting on his bed as he looks at you

Meeting his gaze the world turns silent, you feel relief and happy but at the same time the feeling of guilt overwhelms you.

You look down avoiding his gaze.

"The moment he opened his eyes, you're the first person he looked for. Even with his condition he is still worried about you. So don't keep him waiting" March blurted out all of a sudden. You looked up and saw her smiling.

March left so that you two could have your moment.

Dan Heng never looks away for a moment as walk towarss him. Seeing that you're fine makes his heart feel at ease.

But something feels off as you keep avoiding him.

You just stood beside his bed not knowing what to say or do cause the moment you look at him, you'll burst into tears.

All of a sudden he grabs your hand and pulls you down as he wraps his arms around your waist

Feeling his warmth all of your suppressed emotions unraveled and you burst into tears.

"I'm sorry" you whispered while burying your head on the crook of his neck

He gently pats your back.

"Love it wasn't your fault" he run his hands on your back.

You pull away and look at him with tears streaming down your cheeks. He reaches out and gently wipe away your tears.

"I don't regret doing it and if I ever go back I'll do it again." He cupped your cheeks and pressed his forhead againsts yours

"I'd rather be the one that get hurt, than you. I will never forgive myself if something bad happened to you"

He pulled you closer and kiss your lips.

In that instance you wonder what you did to deserve someone like him.

© telle's musings

5-02-23

#🌟.telle's musings #dan heng #dan heng x reader #dan heng x you #honkai dan heng #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr #hsr x you #hsr dan heng

[nvrcmplt]

🌟 im not sure we have interacted but ... give me krasimir and tyler

Tyler and Krasimir :: for my first time reader, i want you to know i've been after this man in my loins for around the time aven created krasimir, i was involved, i wanted that man as my wife. cue me chippin' away at krasimir's character, learning things, understandin' how he got his wall and the audacity of my homoerotic heart needed him on a daily basis. Obsession, maybe, it was split between a dude named Zeke that'd kill any muse i sent, but krasimir had a bit, he had snark and that --- pulled tyler from me.

Tyler and Krasimir have completely different origin stories, first and foremost, listen to me when I say - I DIDN'T KNOW IT'LL HAPPEN THIS WAY. What you see happening on the dash these days is honest to god something me and aven didn't pre-plan or aim for or even like LINK in the way we have. These two muses, MADE IT THEMSELVES, and me and aven just let it flow.

The main gist, Krasimir's old as dirt and Tyler is a witch that's just living his life being successful and a dudebro. Hot af, the duo are, tyler's a wild guy, fucks around, parties at 5am and lives life in a dilly dally of fun and being himself. krasimir's a fckin' judge of the state, he's got an iron thumb over his court. hot af. how the fuck did these two meet? banter. sheer banter. i swear to the lord, it was banter in the form of an ask and boom - the string was connected ever since.

These two have a rich history that's growing and it's in the works at the moment and I ain't gunna jinx that with whatever, what i will say though is that [ it's so fuckin' natural rn that i don't think I can see tyler going after someone as smoothly like this ] in the sense it makes sense, not only in his lore, origin or creation but as he grows in the future too. These two are so insanely in sync and [ made for each other ] without at all being made for each other. It don't make any form of sense but i'm in the heavens about it screeching about their love and agony-angst of krasimir's heart slowly opening up and tyler's heart focusin' on his man's sufferin' rn.

these two are just amazing imo cause it's the classic wildcard lover with the strict rich lover but with the twist of ancient blood lines, magic and ancestor rings triggerin' events in the storyline of their lives. it's 10/10, i do recommend. tyler and krasimir are just that couple. they make each other better in the small ways but don't at all wanna show it too much cause that's gay and lovey-dovey but tyler's more prone to actually show it compared to krasimir that expects it to be noticed. tyler's too dumb for that, he's on the era where you gotta tell him things or it'll go unnoticed. krasimir's learning that he has to be a little layman term with tyler or the witch ain't gettin' shite.

which can be vexxin' but we all know deep down krasimir likes seein' his prize, tyler, bein' a bashful embarrassed nerd.

#avaere #» | × | Tyler&Krasimir || Every Time He Knocks I Can’t Help But Let Him In || #« ( Tyler ) » HC.