#OMG could you imagine!?

[jmrothwell]

Is this okay? It's more than okay.

Peterpatterlina?

The humidity had reached a point where it was impossible for Julie to determine how much she was actually sweating from the near endless trekking through this jungle. All she really wanted was to sit down and rest. However after learning this place had literal carnivorous flowers that wouldn’t hesitate to eat her and the incident with spiders she didn’t dare stop and risk getting left behind.

Not that she thought Reggie and Luke would purposefully leave her behind. But she was already trailing behind. Only getting further behind  with every trip and stumble, not yet as adept at traversing the terrain as the other two. 

How long had they been trapped here? They looked to be about her age.  

She yelped as her foot caught on yet another root, stumbling forward, her wandering thoughts flying out of her head as the ground quickly grew closer. 

An arm around her waist stopped her, and pulled her back against a warm body. A quick glance told her she was in Luke’s arms. 

“You ok?” Reggie asked, face full of concern as he stepped closer into her space, all but trapping her between him and Luke. His hands hovered as his gaze drifted over her. 

“Yeah, yeah fine.” She said, trying to hide out of breath she was and a little glad the heat would hide the blush burning along her cheeks. “How much more are we going to walk?” 

“Not much farther now.” Luke said, releasing his grip and staying behind her as Reggie led the way. 

Julie followed along hoping she wouldn’t have to try and remember how she got here in the first place, since everything looked the same to her. Eventually Reggie stopped at a large tree in a particularly barren portion of jungle and began climbing up a set of tangled up vines. 

Julie's eyes traced up the vines to what must be their home, little more than a dilapidated ruin of a treehouse. At least from down here that’s what it looked like. 

Thankfully, Luke didn’t need much reassurance that she could handle climbing up what essentially amounted to a rope ladder without any assistance. Further grateful that he kept his snickering and any further offers of assistance to himself. Despite how much she struggled she was going to do this herself. Besides she did not want to find out what compromising position she’d end up in if she couldn’t do this herself. 

Only compromising positions quickly became her only thought as she entered the treehouse and realized how much smaller it was than she guessed. Definitely smaller than her bedroom back home, as she squeezed herself into a corner to try and stay out of the way, as Luke and Reggie moved about the space. 

“Sorry it’s not much.” Reggie said with a shrug, as he glanced around. 

“Really it’s just the bed, if you can even call it that.” Luke added, with a sheepish nod toward the assorted fabrics and piles of what Julie had to assume were leaves that took up a good portion of the floor. 

“Is this okay?” 

“It’s more than okay.” She said, unsure what she even would have done if they hadn’t come along. Certain she very much owed these two her life a hundred times over by now with all the ways she could have wound up dead. “Definitely better than ending up dead or eaten alive, anyway.”

She grimaced as her forced laugh did nothing to try and turn her phrase into a joke. If anything Luke and Reggie’s faces crumpled even more and it broke what tenuous grip Julie had on powering through her situation. She hadn’t even realized how close she had been to crying so focused on following Luke and Reggie to some sort of shelter. 

They quickly wrapped her up in a hug, whispering apologies against her hair as her crying only grew worse. They didn’t say it out loud but she could hear it in the finality of their tones. They all were as good as dead in their current situation, trapped in a jungle with no way of getting out or contacting home. 

All they were doing now was prolonging the inevitable on the slim hope someone else could pull them free.

Julie’s grip tightened on their arms as she willed those nefarious thoughts out of her mind. Luke and Reggie had survived this long, however long it had been, she could too. 

She would cling to that small hope of rescue for as long as she could just as tightly as her nails dug into their arms.

#. . .this somehow turned into a sort of Jumanji AU?? #This might be another slightly spite fueled AU…because I can never forgive Jumanji Welcome to the jungle for how tame it made that jungle #rukebox #peterpatterlina #it occurred to me after the fact I could have also reversed this and had julie pulling luke and reggie out of the game #or reggie and julie pulling luke out of the game #OMG could you imagine!? #Everyone thought Luke Patterson ran away from home but really he got stuck in Jumanji . . .an altered Jumanji that freezes time in a way #I could go on for a while

[lineffability]

petition to have crowley and aziraphale kiss under the bandstand as a beautiful mirroring of their first breakup, it is raining around them but they are sheltered and safe, together under a canopy, there's no need to protect the other from the rain because the distance between them has been bridged (at last, at last, heart to heart) reblog if u agree

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #a/c #my omens #(addning in the tags bc ive seen some people comment: the petition part is a JOKE) #i would never omg #could you imagine

[qingxin-dream]

Scara relaxing on the couch with you<3 if u do NSFW having him cockwarm you so he can relax

“𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐈𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬”

summary | today was one of those days where nothing could go right. well, maybe, it’s been like that for awhile. and you know damn well that your loving husband was not about to watch you fall into despair. (art credits: unknown)

warnings | not proofread, reader has a mental breakdown, comfort, profanity, smut [18+, MDNI], female-bodied reader, cockwarming, edging/teasing, orgasm denial, slightly possessive/dominant, marking, breeding kink, creampie

genre | modern au, comfort, smut

word count | 3k

pairing | husband! scaramouche x reader

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The sky had been overcast all day, only putting a damper on your mood. Work has somehow become extra stressful lately with more and more responsibilities piling up. You felt the crushing weight on your shoulders with each passing hour and you couldn’t wait for the clock to hit 5pm.

The last place you wanted to be was at work, away from home, and without your husband, Scaramouche. Even then, your relationship was getting to a point where it was nothing more than bitter roommates. He had missions to complete while you were obligated to work every day. Someone had to be the breadwinner, after all.

Sweet freedom washes over your exhausted body when it’s finally time to go home. You rush outside only to find that the clouds had turned a nasty gray color and wet droplets of rain dotted your suit jacket.

Great, you forgot an umbrella.

The rain was really picking up now, your clothes soaked and your hair flattening into drenched clumps. Running through the downpour, you had to make it another block to your car until you got stopped at an intersection—narrowly avoiding the wave of water a speeding car almost splashed onto you.

Once you practically leaped into your car for safety, the sense of stillness that suddenly permeated the air brought you back down to earth. You were more than overworked. You were burned out, with hot tears freely streaming down your face in a choked sob. Gripping the steering wheel, you slumped your forehead onto your knuckles, shoulders shaking as you cried out all the pressure you had bottled up inside. The rain beat against the windshield, drowning out your agony.

Once you managed to compose yourself with a few sad sniffles here and there, you turned the key in the ignition. Tonight you decided to forget about everything. No stress. No work. Not even a single load of laundry. You couldn’t muster the strength for anything other than some sort of self-care or self-indulgence.

When you walked through the door with an expression bordering on despair, Scaramouche knew you had a rough day. He frowned to himself. Frankly, the distance between you two was a sore spot for him as of late and he was expecting you to lock yourself in the bedroom.

At first, he had been stubborn about the tangible separation pushing you further and further away from him. Foolishly, Scaramouche had tried to drown himself in his busy work and missions, simply trying to ignore it. But after a while, he realized that this damned feeling of alienation and being constantly on edge like some old married couple was ridiculous.

That’s not who he married or the life he signed up for, and Scaramouche found himself determined to finally act like you both loved each other for once.

“Hey, babe,” he greeted you from the couch. Looking down at his casual sweatpants and shirt, you wished you could’ve stripped down and lazed around on the couch this afternoon. Sleep was something you desperately needed. He offers a small olive branch with his softened tone of voice. “Why don’t you get changed and come sit with me? I missed you.”

You drew in a hesitant breath. Perhaps it was your way of attempting to decompress before answering your husband or you were unsure of his intentions. The couch was definitely calling to you, and the prospect of your lover’s comforting arms enveloping you was even more tempting. In a haste, you kicked off your shoes and dropped your bag, nodding with a bit of a pitiful pout on your lips as you went into the bedroom.

Scaramouche perked up slightly upon hearing your return, making room for you on the couch so that he could spoon you just right. As you sat down, his hand immediately went to your hip and he found himself gravitating toward the comforting crevice of your neck. Your skin was colder than he expected from the rain but he was more than willing to share his warmth with you, his fingers venturing up the contour of your waist under your baggy shirt.

“There’s goosebumps on your skin,” he noted with an obvious smile in his voice. “Why don’t you take this off and let me warm you up, hm?”

You gaze at him over your shoulder, catching the subtle seductive intonation of his offer. Despite his pads of his fingers gently caressing and massaging your hip in encouragement, you weren’t entirely sure if you had it in you for too much physical affection. Most of all, you just felt tired.

Yet, Scaramouche always got his way. Maybe it was how the words rolled off his tongue that sparked your imagination in the back of your mind, or that mischievous gleam of excitement in his violet eyes. He had no problem catering to your needs, helping you slowly lift that baggy shirt over your shoulders and tossing it aside. He quickly did the same.

Suddenly, he ensnared you in his arms, burying his nose in your neck and sighing. The feeling of your back pressed against his bare, muscular chest was like a balm soothing his soul. You couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, surprised by his enthusiasm, and pull a heavy blanket over you both.

“Better get rid of these too,” Scaramouche suggested softly into the shell of your ear, tugging at the elastic waistband of your shorts. He generously nuzzled your neck, peppering a few kisses across your sensitive skin to distract you as he easily slipped you out of your bottoms.

Your whimpers were buried in your throat. You purposely tried to stifle it, but the little shiver of your neck and body against his ministrations couldn’t hide your true feelings forever. The slow drag of his hand up your plush thighs, over the round of your hip, and dangerously close to your breasts was merely a confirmation of your suspicions.

“Scara… please,” you murmur, sounding more like a faint plea for peace and relaxation. “My feet hurt so much. I don’t think I can move anymore, let alone do—”

“Shhh, love, you really think I’m going to make you do anything?” he asks rhetorically, the timbre of his sweet words deepening to a level bordering on husky. His hand travels back down the curves of your body with silent reverence, hoping to ease your worries. “I don’t think you realize how hard you’ve been working until it breaks you.”

With a click of his tongue, your husband continues to let his hand journey over every inch of your lovely form. Your breasts, your stomach, your pelvis, hips, thighs… If he was being honest, Scaramouche would never have thought he’d discover someone as perfectly imperfect as you. To not remind you of how much he secretly worships your whole being would be a grave sin in his eyes.

“I feel like I never see you anymore. We never talk anymore,” he mumbles into your shoulder blade, taking his time to kiss and nibble as much of your upper back as he could. You involuntarily arched your back, the sensation of his mouth along your spine sending pulses of electric desire through you. His voice shifts into a possessive growl. “And I miss my wife.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” you weep dryly, rolling your head back to relax on him fully. Your thoughts instantly short-circuited at the revelation of his thick bulge pressing into the plush of your ass, tactically held in place by his fingertips digging into your love handle. You were so ready to just melt into him completely, to give in and let him take care of you.

“Don’t ask for my forgiveness,” he quickly interjected to correct you. You could feel the smirk spreading on his face as he leans into you as much as possible. The back of his hand ghosts your inner thigh, nudging it to the side. “Show me how much you want my mercy.”

You were hanging on every syllable that left his lips in a hushed whisper. A featherlight touch grazed near your outer labia, enough to capture your attention like a moth to a flame. That was all it took for him to push your mind over the edge. It was pathetic, really, how you were desperately trying to mentally fill in the blanks and imagine the pleasure of his slender fingers massaging your needy clit.

Scaramouche knew exactly what he was doing. He loved getting a rise out of you. Admiring the subtle contortion of your features in pleasure may be his favorite pastime. Tickling the insides of your thighs and skirting skillfully around the one place you wanted him most, he scoffed in amusement every time you sighed softly in frustration.

“I thought you were going to be nice,” you groaned impatiently, beginning to lazily roll your hips in rhythm with the intermittent brush of his fingers just shy of your cunt.

“I am,” he snickered into your collarbone, his hot breath pouring down your chest and thrilling your skin. “You can’t lie to me. I know you like when I tease you until you’re begging for me to stuff you to the brim.”

Taking your lower lip between your teeth, you managed to defiantly buck your hips forward and finally feel the tantalizing glide of his index and middle fingers between your slick folds. The sweet victory ripped a lewd moan of your lover’s name from your pretty throat. To say you were utterly addicted to the sound of him parting the lips of your glistening pussy might be an understatement.

“Tsk, tsk, good things come to those who wait. Isn’t that what you humans say?” Scaramouche mocks you lightheartedly, though his fingers don’t leave your clit. Rather, he circles the sensitive nub at a tantalizingly slow pace to earn another cock-twitching moan from your angelic mouth. “I could touch you like this all night… unless you’d rather serve your punishment on my cock instead?”

You were too preoccupied with the intoxicating pleasure concentrated on your aching clit, eyelashes resting on your cheeks and jaw slightly agape. Scaramouche chuckled deeply into your ear with satisfaction, returning his lips to your neck but this time with a little more force. His teeth sunk into you, intent on leaving a good bruise.

It would be a clear reminder in the morning of who you belong to.

He sucked a little harder, causing you to yelp in a mixture of both pain and pleasure. His words were muffled against your skin with a gentle scolding. “I asked you a question.”

“C-cock, please,” you nearly choke, starting to grind sloppily onto his hand for some sense of relief. His other arm underneath you tightened, essentially pinning you to the heat radiating from his body from behind.

“Whose cock?” Scaramouche grumbled jealously at your vague plea. He needed to know that you didn’t just want anyone’s cock to fill up your drenched, gummy hole. The intensity of his violet irises demanded an answer, glued to your blissed out and desperate expression. His fingers were hastily stimulating your clit as he intently watched you parse love and lust on the brink of an orgasm.

“Y-your cock! Please! I need it so bad,” you cried out loudly, the threat of tears lingering behind your eyes. He abruptly slapped a hand over your mouth to quiet your moans, and then shoved his hot, veiny cock pulsating with desire across your soaking wet entrance.

Scaramouche couldn’t stop the salacious groans under his breath, wanting you to hear all the ways you make him unravel. He was eager to drag the mushroomed, pink tip of his cock over your clit over and over, occasionally teasing your hole with the pressure of his length trying to nestle itself within you. But he never pushed it all in. Instead, he continued to gather your essence on his cock—the mere thought of cumming in your rosy folds like this and fucking it messily drove him wild.

“Don’t tell me… hnnnghh… that this is all you want, (Y/N),” he grunted with honeyed pleasure, grinding at a little faster rhythm. You were already nearing your climax again, whispering prayers and praises under your breath for Scaramouche to plunge into you and fuck you senseless.

His hand was still tightly covering your mouth, so you simply shake your head and moan breathily to ask for more.

“Mm, good girl,” he mumbles intimately, kissing your ear and nuzzling you affectionately again. “I know my baby is tired and needy, so I’ll let you be my little cocksleeve tonight, okay?”

You nod and hum against his hand enthusiastically.

He takes the opportunity to shower you with a few more kisses, lining the tip of his cock with your entrance once more. Your walls were already squeezing eagerly on the small inch of his tip inside you and he didn’t dare delay any longer. Scaramouche grabs you by the hip and buries the entirety of his thick cock in your slick tightness, his eyebrows crinkling at the feeling of your pussy clenching around him like a vice.

“F-fuck!” Scaramouche curses sharply, bottoming out completely in your aroused cunt. “So good. S-so fucking good, yeah…”

“A-ah, yes! Mm…” you sighed raggedly with ecstasy, pure pleasure and relief washing over you. His huge cock was stretching you perfectly, the lips of your pussy sucking him in at every possible chance. Despite your exhaustion, your husband had wound you up so much that you begged for tiniest semblance of a thrust into your sopping hole. “Oh my god, p-please, fuck me.”

Without warning, you decided to selfishly fuck yourself on his throbbing cock, but Scaramouche instantly snatched your throat. He held you tightly against his pecs and craned your neck with a forceful grip so that you were facing the ceiling, your oxygen partially cut off. The submissive position had your spongy walls dilating in excitement.

“No, no, wait,” he chastised you, his voice cracking slightly at the end as he struggled to adjust to your greedy cunt. “N-Need I remind you, love? Good things come to those who wait; and if you’re lucky, I’ll cum in you.”

He couldn’t believe your pussy was still quaking around his girth, releasing your neck as you nodded obediently. Once he pulled you into him tightly with his strong arms around your stomach, Scaramouche nudged your legs closed so that you could completely envelope his cock. It was incredibly hot every time he shifted to get more comfortable and your walls only swallowed him further. His breathing calmed slightly, wanting to relax with you for the rest of the night deep within your cunt.

“I-It feels too good, Scara,” you whined, cuddling into the pillow on the couch and clutching the warm blanket to your chest.

For the love of Celestia, your body was so exhausted from work but at the same time you wished you had the strength to fuck him like crazy. You made a mental note to wake him up tomorrow morning with the feeling of your folds lubricating his hardened cock, sinking completely onto his impressive length when his pretty indigo eyes sleepily opened for the first time. You’d make sure to hush him and keep his sleeping mask on snugly, fucking him to your heart’s content.

But for now, your husband returned to worshipping the expanse of your soft curves, coaxing you to relax despite the occasional twitch of his cock inside you. Scaramouche’s voice was smooth as silk when he whispered into the crook of your neck, “See? That wasn’t so bad now. Why don’t you turn on your show and I’ll keep this pretty pussy of yours company for as long as you need, hm?”

You both melted into each other’s embrace, connected in every way imaginable for the first time in a long time. The sensation of your lover’s cock nestling into your folds slowly nudged your sweet spot, drawing breathy moans out of you. He thrusted slowly but deeply, marveling at the lust clouding your eyes pushing you just a little bit closer to the edge.

Though Scaramouche was enraptured by the heavenly sound of your pussy slurping his cock, the need burning in his core was beginning to overtake him. “Mm, turn around for me, babe.”

He was gentle and attentive to you as he helped you face him, holding you firmly against his chest and quickly ensuring his cock didn’t leave your cunt for too long. As he stuffed you full, his mouth captured yours in a passionate kiss. His fingers dug into your hair, keeping your lips planted on his as you lazily swirled your tongue on his own and moaned his name.

“Nnghh, can’t take it anymore,” Scaramouche growled hungrily into your mouth, lifting your leg slightly to support you so he could delve his cock deeper. His tone trailed off in a quiet beg, “Lemme breed you, (Y/N). Please…”

“Mhmm,” you agreed without hesitation, cupping your lover’s cheek and kissing him with growing reckless abandon.

He was unequivocally smitten by your ardent claim to his lips, groaning lewdly into the kiss as he began to fuck your desperately pulsating pussy. His grip on you tightened, focusing solely on ravaging your walls until you were on the verge of screaming his praise.

“Hah, that’s it. Goddamn it, I’m gonna fucking ruin you,” he takes your lower lip between his teeth roughly, plunging ruthlessly and chasing his impending orgasm. “You can take it, you can take it, yeah… you better fucking cum all over me or else, I swear…”

You reeled him in with a firm tug of his dark purple locks, nearly crying in pleasure onto his tongue intermingling with yours. Moaning and whimpering like a whore, you clutched onto your lover like your life depended on it. “O-Oh my god, Scara, shit, I’m cumming! I’m… mmph, f-fucking c-cumming…!”

Scaramouche pounded his cock into your sopping release, a guttural groan escaping him as he generously coated your spasming walls with loads of his hot seed. He kept himself buried in your cum-laden folds, your erotic juices mixing around the base of his cock while he kissed you softly.

“God… you have no idea how much I missed you.”

thanks for reading! reblogs are appreciated. my masterlist.

#thank you for the request anon! :) #i could really use a night like this omg i got a little carried away hehe😩 #[opulent dreams].✿ #[dreams of delusion].✿ #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact imagines #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin fatui #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche smut #genshin wanderer #wanderer x reader #wanderer smut

[oatbugs]

last night i got home kind of tipsy and very much in tears and my mother told me the force you exert to keep someone in your life is proportional to the force with which they will leave your life. if you have to fight tooth and claw to keep them, their leaving will be just as hard, just as harsh, and just as definite.

#she said it like a law. its just momentum. #also she told me to get a therapist and start archery ASAP bc i need to get it together #and also she said even granting that this person u were in love w was So Special . as in hot motorcycle-riding iranian masc lesbian in ldn #they arent the only one on earth and that once i start my proper adult life outside of studies etc etc i will probably no longer live in th #UK. she said most non straight iranians u would like have left the country anyway . where do you think they went? theyre out there #and also she asked me to imagine how many hot gay iranians there may be in italy or amsterdam or smth and i was like ok points 😭 maybe #ur right. anyway i was having a feeling of dread bc crying into the arms of ur strict asian mother while buzzed usually results in #death chaos destruction etc in the next few days but actually i think maybe she has genuinely changed as a person and the fear is #unwarranted #anyway i need to eat breakfast and study w the date person i met yesterday #they are so nice ??? genuinely so so sweet i dont feel attracted to them at all omg i genuinely think i have a thing for hot evil ppl 😭 #but we could b besties . theyre a lot more romantic than the ex situationship person too like generally . ugh they should be perfect but #alas it appears i am shallow as fuck or potentially a lesbian actually #OH THEY MIGHT ALSO BE POTENTIALLY A LESBIAN BTW #i think i just tend to not date cis ppl entirely by accident #....feel free to rb if u want btw sorry for the rant

[merakiui]

thank you scalding sands event for reminding me of just how crazy rich kalim is... orz i often forget how spoiled he is and how willing his parents (especially his father) are to do all that they can to ensure he's happy. like remodeling the entire scarabia dorm to fit kalim's vision so he wouldn't be too homesick. or owning giraffes and elephants. or even having an entire private park attached to their already massive property. he is so rich. it's driving me insane. T_T

i wrote about the tweels using their family's influence to essentially "buy" you, but the real buying of you quite literally happens with kalim. you, the servant he's grown so fond of, will suddenly find yourself swimming in wealth. all of these things are gifts, courtesy of kalim. your family is spoiled rotten, and it's such a whiplash. you try to be humble because that's how you were raised, but kalim insists. take these jewels! take this aureate statue! take this car so that you can get yourself a license and drive him around in it! kalim isn't even trying to curry favor with you by drowning you in excessive opulence, even though he very well could. he just wants to give you these things because he likes you and wants you to be happy! but it's so suffocating; you have to thank him because he's your master. your family will forever be grateful to the asims. but it's so awkward. you don't want any of these things. you just want to work in peace.

of course you can't possibly imagine yourself in a relationship with kalim. he's very sweet, but you just don't see him in that way. the gap in wealth is too great, as is your social status. so it's shocking when his father personally visits your parents with kalim, where he gives his blessing for kalim to marry you. and in addition to that, he delivers a very expensive care package, a means of goodwill. "our families will be one now," he says with a radiant smile, "so please think nothing of this little gift!" and you try to say no, but your parents won't hear it. how could you say no to kalim al-asim?! are you foolish? do you not see how lucky you ought to be?

but you can't quite call it luck or a blessing. it feels more like a curse. kalim loves you, yes, but you don't want to love him for his money or his willingness to mindlessly spoil you. but you don't have much say in this matter. kalim's made up his mind and so has his father. the two of you will be wed. it's a nightmare. jamil would pity you, but he's known kalim long enough that any sympathy he might extend to you has long since shriveled.

#meraki mumbles #i say azul is the one with the worst breeding kink ever #but actually i think no one could ever beat kalim #because even though azul is an only child and a mer kalim has a big *big* family #and so that's just normal for him #the idea of having one or two kids is crazy to him. how could you settle for so little? D: #he wants so many kids!!! enough to fill a big house and more! <3 #godspeed to his darling... no rest for the wicked orz #omg could you imagine kidnapping kalim for ransom and he falls in love with you??? T_T #you're holding him at knifepoint and yet you are the sweetest thing he's ever seen <3

[beesinspades]

why am i in witch hat atelier (this is the best thing that has ever happened to me) (please read witch hat atelier)

#witch hat atelier #wha #atuarto #atwert #chin hair in progress sdfjkln #@ my t shots: stop slacking off #COSPLAY ONE DAY???? but i can't sew and i don't have money :((((( but omg can you imagine #imagine if i was wearing his cosplay in that pic #also this pic was taken two weeks before i read tbna so I wasn't even trying!!! #my hair isn't always perfectly like this but it is on the day i wash them #the days after that it gets a bit wavier #bUT YEAH #I LOVE HIM SO MUUUCHHHH #whenever he's on the page i'm like this is both so weird and exciting because i can't unsee myself 😭😭 #when i go “i love you you're so pretty” at him i have to pause like wait. #is this how i start to self-love more #also it makes me feel so good about my gender presentation and my choice to go on t like....... #i'm only one month on t so there are no visible changes and yet i look like this sweetheart!!!! #and it makes me happy!!!! #how could i be wrong about going on t #it's just so unexpectedly affirming idk

[moonchild-in-blue]

Random thought I had last night. Genuinely think they're both equally outlandish - which is just ridiculous in itself if you think about it.

#ngl i think him wearing a shirt might be the most shocking thing he could do #lifting weights? shoving his tongue on the homies' throats? absolutely normal 👍 #a SHIRT?? a piece of garment covering his chest and tummy???? actual normal clothing???? no. absolutely not #but also. imagine he just says “hello” OMG i would flip #i'm not counting that small “thank you” on Wembley because those were exceptional circumstances #i mean a regular ritual were nothing bad happens. and he just decides to be verbal for once and go :::) hello 👋 #dew yew loike that? fancy seein' you 'ere #i don't know why i'm giving him a cockney accent. i know he talks more southern and posh but that's just funny #IF he did talk with us. do you think he'd be all “i have throughly enjoyed this ritual. we shall gather once more in this land with haste” #or he'd go full “yo yeah that's chill dawg” #be all “would you look at iii that wanker. that's my mate right there” #lmao idk what i'm saying. if this has a million typos IGNORE IT cus i'm writing this before bed and queuing for the morning #sleep token

[rainymoodlet]

"... you ain't from 'round these parts, are ya?"

asher downey for @hauntedtrait's chestnut ridge bc!

young adult, twenty-six, they/them

an angry five foot five inches

farrier and hoof health specialist

will actually fight you over your horse/cattle/sheep/goat's feet

can confirmed fireman carry anyone... try them

shoulders are a lot broader than they appear they're SHORT

asher downey is an outdoor-loving, loner animal enthusiast who wants the best for your animals and will absolutely tell you to shut up until they finish assessing the issue. they're not rude, just... brusque. to the point. while they have a mean mug and a lot of quick comebacks loaded up in that small frame, asher is actually quite a genial sim. raised by polite parents in a polite town, they genuinely are a "good neighbor to know" - it's just gettin' past their cold front that's the hard part!

the scar and the bite are from particularly nasty run-ins with local coyote packs: they now own two, having rescued them as pups!

likes: mini goats in particular, cooking selvadoradan food, country fashion, the creak of old wood floors, historic landmarks, riding bareback (ahem), bitless goddamn bridles, wide open fields, flower-scented perfumes, crossfit, chewing wheat unironically, animal cops mothafuckin houston babeyyy

dislikes: the big city, smog in general, beating around the bush, passive aggressiveness, gossip, complaints in general like omg, washing the dishes, being expected to be quiet, THEIR HEIGHT, the tourism industry, the general slow gentrification of chestnut ridge, molasses, and - funnily enough - chestnuts

i am sinfully late with this and you know i can't help but make a bedazzled butch but i am utterly in love with asher and i'm so thrilled with how they came out 🥹 feel free to take whatever creative license you'd like with them, my beloved fangs!! shorter hair, no hair, bigger muscles, etc. i don't have the updated height slider back in my game so they're not height-accurate in-game, i'm going to go back in and fix that dsfkjhsdkf. private dl if chosen, and even if not, i'm so excited to see what blue is going to get up to!! 🥹 cas and in-game outfit below:

#mmm i could eat these kashisun presets up like a SNACC #ts4 #ts4 cas #ts4 screenshots #ts4 edit #ts4 bachelor challenge #hauntedtrait #chestnutbc #i am so in love with them omg #LATE TO THE PARTY AS USUAL #but god i can't get enough of them ok i really can't #let me live my hot horse hoof specialist fantasy... like pleas... #you can change them however you like!! #i wanted them a bit Beefier but my cas sliders were a bit fucked up by the latest update #that i ... finally installed cough #fun facts: is the third oldest of TWELVE and the owner of their late mother's smithy #their family i imagine is a bit of a staple in the local community?? #feel free to insert them however you like~ #but i know for a FACT they saw blue and were like hm... i could carry you yep

[missmaywemeetagain]

Happy 53rd anniversary to the most fave iconic Elvis black suit/pink scarf/no shirt look!

🔥🔥🔥

August 1st, 1969, International Hotel, Las Vegas

Literally the most gorgeous man I’ve seen in my life, right here.

#elvis presley #Elvis #this man could do anything he wants to me #absolute PEAK Elvis #man said I’m just gonna climb on the table and everyone was like sure okay perfect! #if there is a Heaven I want this Elvis meeting me at the gates #Elvis 2022 #elvis 1969 #elvis movie #a guy who saw him in person in this was like I AM SO STRAIGHT BUT OMG ELVIS IS THE HANDSOMEST MAN ON THE PLANET #can you IMAGINE seeing him in person like this? #i would die on the spot #I will go on for days about this look #i cannot contain myself #if you’re looking for trouble #you came to the right place #elvis presley x reader #austin butler elvis

[majorrobin]

#one piece #homestuck #gear 5 luffy #godtier John #i arrive at gear 5 and this was the only think a could about #luffy would deff be a breath player #can you imagine rose with robin powers? #yeah i need that #robin getting out of grimdark mode by saying she wants to live #omg luffy problably could heard the horrorterrors and probs bestfriend them or something #shiragoshi would be like feferri in that regard #wano spoilers #why i am thinking in writing a one piece / homestuck crosover? noooo help #monkey d. luffy #john egbert #the fool #yeah like the tarot card

[spaciebabie]

he asks your hand in marriage

OMG YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

#spacie splains #thank you for the art bloosef 🥺🥺 #also the name of the file when i downloaded it skjfksjfds #love you sm bloos #this made me feel a littol better 🥺🥺🥺 #funnily enough i have had a scenario of springtrap opening his jaw really wide and pretending 2 bite ur head off in my head #just like. getting half your head in there #hes got no bite strength you'd be fine #itd be cute i think #like. i imagine he acts all “scary” and stalks you and shit but ta me at least he just looks like a goober #ive seen really scary art of him and just felt love and adoration i mean sdkfjskdfskf #when he acts all scary i just wanna kiss heems snoot #i aint neva felt this way abt a character b4 man.... #like!! omg you're so cute when you're acting all bloodthirsty i could just eat you up 🥰🥰🥰 #all of this is 2 say if he did this i would kiss him 1000000000000000000000%

[thatdeadaquarius]

Reader that can emit sounds from their memory(like as an aura)

Walk into a room? Why do I hear boss music

Comedic timing? Fuck yeah.

Bored? Jumpscare noise.

Zhongli talking? Jeopardy theme.

Someone is annoying? Earrape.

Think about it!

Hello! I’m the 12th Harbinger, aka as CHIL- bitch shut the fuck up, WHATS UP ITS YA BOY AQUARIUSSS- /ref

lmao imagine you walking into a room like this in teyvat, with like that audio I SAVE BY GIVING IT CPR- TIGHT AS VIRGIN BOY DONT GET NERVOUS-

(also ill stop apologizing for the late replies to these, bc as we all know by now that im slow and u will get answered eventually i promise tumblr most likely didnt delete u guys asks im just hoarding them LMAO)

I’ve been super busy running in circles so sorry about ghosting! I still very much enjoy and love u guys and love seeing you guys enjoy my stuff :’) 

Still cant believe that, but thank you!

JEOPARDY THEME MUSIC WHEN ZHONGLI TALKS

HE’D BE SO CONFUSED

THINKIN HE GOT AN ANCIENT CURSE HE DOESNT KNOW ABT PUT ON HIM OR SMTH BC HE’S ALWAYS BEING STALKED BY THIS SONG-

(tbh unless the person is super observant I dont think most ppl would get that it’s YOU causing this chaos lmao)

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Like I can see Zhongli eventually getting it lol, other ppl I could see after the first few weeks of interacting with you (esp bc you mix it up, honestly it was only bc u kept playing the jeopardy theme over and over when Zhongli ranted on too long that he got it was you 💀):

Heizou (he’s the best detective on all of Inazuma’s islands, ofc he got it! no he will not acknowledge that he totally thought you were hiding a very musical tanuki somewhere on your person at all times lol)

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Alhaitham and Cyno (haitham took like, two hours of walking around town with you and knew, bc he’s a little know-it-all lazy bastard like that, and Cyno is actually just really aware, despite what most ppl think, he’s the General Mahamatra and not just a regular Mahamatra for a reason after all)

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Tighnari (i stg he can like, smell when bullshittery is happening in his vicinity …or... hear?)

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Venti (unsurpringly, he’s totally in love with this power of yours, i mean he definitely loves you cares about you a lot he says, but you’re starting to think he’s just lying to butter you up into pranking Diluc, Barbara, Jean, and really the entirety of Mondstadt more often  including Zhongli just so he can laugh until he’s on the ground again, also he definitely once asked you to make a dragon sound that’s the equivalent of shouting FUCK at Dvalin when he was flying overhead one day)

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Hmm

Hm hm hmmmm

Who elseee, i need a characcctterrr lisstttt…

Albedo (duh, he’s albedo, you think he has an entirely too thick folder dedicated to your recent obsessions, you rant a lot about it while playing and also he can access your browsing history 👀, and he somehow doesn't know that about you?? You’re like, literally one of his long-term, there-for-life, has-bought-a-house-for-free-in-his-head-you- arent-even-on-rent-anymore, hyperfixations or special interests. Autistic!Albedo is autistic, Because I Am Your God, And I Say It Is So.)

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Dehya (always knows when its you walking around near her bc you like to listen to your old world’s songs too often when you arent pranking bitches, she actually rlly likes it and your music tastes…)

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HOLY FUCK SPEED RUN BC GOD THERE’S TOO MANY BITCHES WANNA BE YOUR BABY, RIDING AROUND IN A DAMN MERCEDES-

OKAY-

SO not all in the same way or at the same time, or even the same length of time did they realize you literally change background music or some shit so I’ll let you just- you know okay- like you get it- you get it.

Xiao, Kazuha, Kaeya, Diluc, Ayato, Yae Miko, Keqing, Qiqi, Klee, Sara, Kuki, Nahida, Ningguang, Rosaria, Scaramouche/Babygirl, Dainsleif, Kokomi, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan. 

Jfc got the whole damn pride flag up here

Anyway everybody else outta luck, at least takes em a month or longer to get it lol

♡

Sorry abt the end there i didnt feel like writing out all those bitches bc the few I did before were already longer than I thought they’d be…

Also, I am posting these spam of drafts (and that old follower 100+ event possession headcanons in prep for the next 2 weeks bc I will be really busy, again :/

Got spring break shenanigans this week, then I’ll be running around like a cat with zoomies bc im getting ready to install/actually submit my artworks for the gallery exhibition! 

…wish me luck or prayers or anything good from any god you believe in, I need the strength. 

With love, safe travels,

💀♒️

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

#omg but on a wholesome note #u could actually give venti the experience of new songs #god im too soft #u think u could remember a song soft enough to help xiao like how venti does #do u think since theyve heard and known u so long that some songs or sounds from ur world could be nostalgic for them #or remind them of you specifically #like in that way u kno smone's favorite song or they like the way bubble wrap pops #so anytime u hear it - u cant not think of them? #yeah they would totally feel that way for you #genshin impact #genshin sagau #my asks #sagau #genshin imagines #gender neutral reader #genshin isekai #genshin god reader #genshin impact sagau #genshin impact reverse harem #i mean what #i mean like #i mean c'mon

[dayurno]

what if jean's french canadian. real inquiries only

#id stop liking him #IM JOKING but omg. can you imagine #the idea came to me because im getting ready watching canadas drag race and i was like oh my god... he could be canadian #we don't know. we don't Know. he could be canadian #txt #jean

[foolilazuli]

Scenario

Bruce, Oliver, and Lex are kidnapped and held in an escape room. The Riddler’s work? Idk but it’s televised. And yeah, Batman can solve it no problem but he’s in his civies and Brucie Wayne is a known dumbass. So Oliver had to solve it for him and he’s being so smug about it, like ‘no, Oliver, I fucking knew that clue was there five minutes ago, I’ve been subtly getting your attention on it the whole time!’

Meanwhile Lex is absolutely seething cause how the hell does Bruce keep oopsy-daisying his way on finding the the clues they need to escape?

While all this is happening, the Arrow/Batkids are just hanging out outside where the three billionaires are being held. Yeah, they could save them, and they’re ready to. But they’d rather watch the shitshow unfold

#sry im not familiar w ollies character #but hed def get a kick out of bruce acting stupid knowing he could ace escaping #ollie: omg bruce ur so dumb #bruce: lmao so true bestie (IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU OLIVER) #dc comics #batfamily #batfam #batfamily imagine #dc imagine #batman #green arrow #lex luthor

[sphnyspinspin]

MONKIE KID! HOTSHOT

There may or may not be a future RBA-Monkie Kid AU in the works as we speak🤭🤭🤭✨

#transformers #maccadam #maccadams #rescue bots academy #tfrba #tfrb au #rba #rba hotshot #hotshot rba #lego monkie kid #lmk #mk lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid mk #tfrba au #my art #rba fanart #the absolute swag on this man🔥 #I honestly have no idea why I didn’t do this SOONER #OMG and could you guys imagine WEDGE AS REDSON #EEEEE!!!🥰🥰💖

[ceruleancattail]

CONGRATS ON 1.3K CERU!! IT'S ALWAYS A DELIGHT TO SEE YOU ON MY DASH :DD

okay okay so!! i have a soft spot for making things and giving them to people i adore c: so if you could, can you do romantic jade + flower garden where he and mc just chilling, cloud gazing, then mc just suddenly put a flower crown on his head C:

IT'S SILLY BUT I LOVE THE IDEA SO MUCH :D REMEMBER TO HYDRATE AND TAKE CARE OF YOUR SPINE :DD

Circle

Dreamy Day Event

Jade x reader

The sun illuminated the field, a soft golden glow that warmed every crevice of your soul. Blades of emerald grass swayed with the breeze, a gentle, charming waltz. Flowers bloomed, bobbing their petals as your gaze alighted on them, as if in merry greeting.

Humming to yourself, your fingers moved in deft little motions. Tracing over the buds, poking at their little petals, admiring the variety of colours these delicate plants were dyed in.

An ivory white, the bubbly shade of sea foam, lapping against the shore. A soft baby blue, as enchanting as the ocean’s waves, rocking back and forth. A bright yellow, bright against the green of the grass. An awfully familiar shade, it brought you much comfort. You couldn’t quite fathom why, oddly enough.

Musing silently, your gaze wanders. Glancing to your side, to the man lounging peacefully on a checkered mat. Jade Leech, your beloved.

He lay on the mat, arms tucked behind his head. Half-lidded eyes gazing up at the sky, calmly watching the clouds pass by. It’s odd to see him so still. You’ve grown too used to watching Jade bustle around, handling a contract, or proposing a new business venture. Even when you two were together, his hands were constantly moving.

Rubbing comforting circles into the back of your palm, gentle fleeting kisses pressed into your cheeks, to sly hugs, his arms wrapping around your waist.

It’s been awhile since you’ve seen him completely relaxed. Lips slipping upwards, you gave him a little smile.

Nature really had that effect on people, didn’t it? Surrounded by the miracles of life, you can’t help but be lulled into a state of relaxation.

Tilting your head a little, you met his eyes. Mismatched pupils of sepia brown and a startling yellow. The yellow petals in your hand quavered.

The words surfaced in your brain, echoing in your head:

“An awfully familiar shade, it brought you much comfort.”

Blinking sharply, heat springing in full bloom on both your cheeks. Quickly, you whip your head around, avoiding’s Jade’s quizzical gaze.

Instead, you kept your head down, focused on your little flowers. Plucking little blossoms, twisting them into a woven string of sorts. Easing stem beside stem, braiding them into little hearts, linked together.

A rustle of cloth, before a weight presses into your shoulder. Cold nips at your skin, a earring brushed against the base of your neck. Stifling a laugh, you tilt your head to the side. Leaning on that dear, beloved mop of hair.

Jade sighs in relief, a breathy little thing. Snaking his arm around your waist, he gives you an affectionate little squeeze. A light airy chuckle, before he prods the chain in your hands, running his finger down the entire length.

“What’s that, love?”

Fastening the ends together, you present the loop to him. A sheepish smile, raising the circle in your palms. A wonderful braid, flowers woven into each other, each bud poking out meekly. Almost shyly, as their petals fluttered in the breeze.

The colours of the sea.

The colours of him.

Woven into a undying circle of love.

A promise of Infinity.

Gingerly, you pluck at the edges of your little circle, gesturing for Jade to lower his head. He follows, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.

Placing the chain on his head, you tap both of his shoulders in turn. A playful imitation of knighting a fine sire. Although your touch lingered a little longer then what was really required.

Bopping him on the nose, you beam at Jade once more.

“All hail, Sir Jade of the House of Leech.”

A chuckle escapes his mouth, as he leans in closer. Arms wrapping around your waist, tugging you closer. He held you in the sun, until your rapid heartbeat and his calm heartbeat melting into one. Beating in time, a lovely little melody of devotion and passion.

Of unbridled love.

Jade’s lips brush against your ear, lips grazing your earlobe ever so slightly. A warm, soft sensation that sent shivered down your spine. A sigh tickled your ears, sending pearls of laughter out of your lips.

Before he whispered into your ears. A low tone, as rich as fine wine. You could get intoxicated on the seductive purr of his voice alone.

“I’ll be your knight, my beloved.

Now, and forever.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #Jade leech #Jade x reader #Jade leech x reader #Jade #dreamy day #I’M EXHAUSTED HELLO #omg two fics in a day???? Ceru’s gone batshit insane???? no one could have ever known!!!!!! #ANYWAYS HI. IM SO TIRED YOU COULD EVEN IMAGINE- #BUT YHIS WAS SUCH A CUTE IDEA I #HAD TO WRITE IT #THANK YOU #AND MY SPINE IS FINE AHAHAHA