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romesblogz · 10 months

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➡︎ 「 ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ 」

Kimura Kenji x bottom male reader

Suggestive, making out

College au, friends to lovers, male reader is mentioned being with a girl (ex), male reader is going through a tough breakup

A/n: This can definitely turn into a series btw

Pt. 2

It's been two months since you and your girlfriend has broken up. And it's one of the hardest break ups you've been through yet. You really liked her, maybe, possibly even loved her.

And you're definitely not in the mood to travel right now. You want to be alone but nope, you and your classmates are on a trip. To France. The whole day, you, along with your classmates were walking around, trying out the food and the drinks and exploring.

And the whole day you basically clung onto your friend, Kenji. You two aren't that close but he's going through a break up too. Him and his boyfriend broke up a day after you and your girlfriend broke up.

Kenji is a very straightforward guy. Sometimes him being straightforward can make him seem harsh. He's quiet and observant.

When the sun began to set, everyone headed back to the hotels you all are going to stay in for a few days. You're sharing a room with Kenji and another friend of yours who is a foreigner named Sam.

You and Kenji arrive at your shared hotel room. You both enter, plopping immediately on the soft mattress, “God, I'm so tired.” Kenji mumbled. “Me too.” You reply. Your phone starts to ring so with a sigh you pick up. “Yoo, Y/n, I'm gonna be out for a while so don't wait for me.” Sam says into the phone. “Okay, stay safe Sam and enjoy.” You then hang up after hearing Sam hum in reply.

“He's drinking isn't he?” Kenji asks. You scoff, “Most likely yes.” Kenji clicks his tongue. “Y/n,” Kenji calls out your name. “Hmm?” You hum in response as you put your phone on charge and look at Kenji afterwards. “How have you been doing?”

You sigh, “A bit better but I can't stop thinking about her. I hate thinking about her. She doesn't even care about me anymore I mean she won't talk to me at all, I mean it's valid, like, I know we broke up but I need that closure talk ya know?” Kenji listens as you ramble on about your ex and he occasionally nods his head or hum or say “yea.” To let you know he's listening.

“But how are you though Kenji?” Kenji smiled slightly, “I'm fine.” You raise an eyebrow at him. “Are you really though?” Kenji rolls his eyes playfully at you.

You two continue to talk. The two of you talked about anything and everything for hours, even started talking shit about others that annoy them.

However, talking to Kenji like this for hours makes you realize how attractive he actually is. You can stare at him forever at this point. You can't stop admiring him and you can't stop staring at his lips. Those very very kissable lips.

And Kenji notices the way your eyes switches to his lips. Kenji stops talking and you immediately avert your eyes to his own. He smirks. “W-what?” You're surprised. “Did I just catch you staring at my lips?” You blush and look away, not even trying to deny it.

Kenji finds your current state cute. He can't hold himself back anymore, so, his hand goes to your jaw and make you look at him and he pulls you closer as he leans in and smashes his lips against yours. You freeze for a few moments but then you respond as you wrap your arms around his neck, gladly digging your hands in his soft dark locks.

You whimper into the kiss as Kenji continues to kiss you oh so sinfully yet skillfully. His hand travels down to your crotch, loving the way he's made you so hard so easily. You whine into the kiss, desperate for his touch.

Kenji starts massaging your clothed hard on slowly. You break the kiss for air, you let out a soft airy moan. He's doing the bare minimum yet it's so pleasurable. You haven't been touched in months, let alone had sex.

You've been sexually frustrated for months.

Kenji grips your hips and places you on his lap. “Ride me.” He says. You're certainly shy and not use to being a bottom. You were a top with your ex and Kenji notices. “You don't have to if you don't want to.” He adds.

You shake your head from side to side, “I want to...I just need a little guidance.” You state softly. His hands that's on your hips start to guide you on him, it starts to create friction where you both need it. You moan, Kenji groans out of pure pleasure.

He attacks your neck as he kisses and sucks on your neck's skin hungrily, your fingers gripping his hair, “P-please Kenji...” Kenji pulls back to look at you, “Please what?” He teases. You whine and grind harder on him, Kenji curses as his grip on your hips tighten and that only makes you moan louder.

“G-guys...I think you locked me out,” Sam's voice scare the both of you as you both jump and stand up. Sam is drunk and he's waiting outside the room. You both sigh in relief but then you groan as you plop back onto the mattress, mumbling, “I was so close.”

Kenji chuckles softly as he shakes his head from side to side and go open up for Sam. When Kenji opens up for Sam he immediately rushed to the bathroom, closing the door. You both hear him lock the door. Kenji sits next to you, you still lying on your stomach.

Kenji grins. He get's an idea. Kenji lies down on top of you, you gasp softly as you feel his dick against your ass. “K-kenji...” You whisper. You feel his hot breath fan your neck. “Sam is clearly totally wasted.” He whispers lowly against your ear, “Wanna continue this when he's passed out, baby?”

#bxb #malereader #mxm #smut #male y/n #male reader smut #x male reader #male reader #bottom male reader #oc x male reader #original character #original character x male reader #gay #lgbtq

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kichiyosh1 · 5 months

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Finally free from lots of work and chore aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

(Just for the heads up, I'm really sorry for the rant I instead doing than ramble ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄)

The next part of deceitfully your mak3 me scream, lord I need a man like cross dress scaramouche. He's creepy but I love him.

Also a thought about cross dress scara.

Imagine him getting popular among girls and them keep asking for him to hang out with the girl, he was annoyed consider whenever he ask for you to also join, the other girls were somehow surprise and down. (just imagine the popular mean girl group ask him to join but he also include you)

Imagine scara who realize not many people like you because you didn't share the same opinion about boys, some say your just asking for attention by pretending to be scared. Oh how he wish he can just beat all of those word back to their mouth, how dare they?!? Saying stuff like that about you! Only he can do that! is what he thought when he hear the nasty rumor.

Cross dress scara who keep asking the teacher if he can be place near you always, need a group? Oh can you be so kind to place me with [name]?, have some project? Oh [name] be my project partner. Ect Ect.

Also the though of cross dress scara who make 2 lunch when he realize you keep buying the cafeteria food. He says he accidentally made more for him and his sister, while in reality he go so much as far to ask you about your favorite food (how much you like your egg done is, how much rice you would like, how much seasoning and so on with the detail) while you didn't notice too much about the topic when the two of you were going home from school. Him who make an 'extra turbo maximum pro efforts' with your lunch and he has a decent effort lunch while his sister has the leftover of all the ingredient he just use (you= a cute bear/cat/character you like with many side dish like meat and vegetable, him= a decent mean any other human eats normally, his sister= anything scrap, but still presentable. Half an egg roll? Sure why not put it in a place where it look like it's full. (she can't complain to her mother because none of them can't cooked))

Cross dress scaramouche who keep getting popular and popular the more day he going to the school. Who always have girls looking up at him while he deceitfully fool all of them. He who have visit your house and meet the sole reason why you have a very close minded to men. Him who butter up your mom to make her thrust him enough that he will protect you from other men harms. Him who now remeber your emergency house key placement after your mother thrust him enough to protect you. Him who keep suggesting you had a sleep over with him in your house while you play it like a normal thing to do.

Cross dress scara who definitely hug you form behind while you were asleep when he sleep over, making sure the door was close and he got a recorder to record you while you sleep. Who brought camera to take your sleeping face (like his wall is not full enough with your picture now), he who take a peek at your bathroom and noted the many different products like sampo and soap you use so he can also use the same one.

My head is SOO full of cross dress scara to the point I wish he was real OMG I need him he's creepy and kinda gross but I need him.

➡(link for au)

Rei you legit just wrote the most jaw dropping scenarios for this au and I'm loving it!

note: He is viewed as a 'girl' from other's point of view

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When the other girls try to invite him over to their table he'll try to politely decline at first, saying he has somewhere else he has to be yet they're always so persistent to the point he has to clench the fabric of his skirt in order to ground himself. Besides, why would he want to hangout with a herd of stuck up girls when he can be—

as if on cue, you walk through the doors of the cafeteria

"come on, we really don't mind if you sit here and-" he was already walking away, his focus solely on you as you gave him a small wave when you noticed him approaching you. "[y/n], perfect timing. Luckily for you I was able to snag us a table before all the seats were taken." he says taking ahold of your hand and leading you to the table he's previously been at. The girls tried to hide their shocked expression when Scara brought you to their table, both from how he so nonchalantly ignored them just now and because out of all the people he decided to befriend it just had to be you.

Scara was aware that some of the girls in the school disliked you for disliking boys, often hearing how they whispered about how weird you were for being the way that you are, and it takes every fiber in his body just to hold back and to not shove the student's binder notebook down their throat and tell them to shut up and mind their own damn business.

The quick switch from his crescent-eyed smile directed at you to his disinterested gaze looking back to them made a shiver crawl down their spine. One of the girls fakes a cough, trying to get your guys' attention.

"You sure are lucky we saved you a seat, huh Scara?" his eyes twitched wanting to scrape his name off of the girl's tongue. "Yes, though it would seem there aren't anymore seats left for you guys." The look of confusion passed around the table left even you slightly baffled by what Scara said. A loud thud resounded around the space when his hand collided on top of the table as he gave them a smile, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Get lost."

It's also common for him to find excuses in order to just be in the same group and or partnership with you for projects. Fr the type to pull out a whole ass presentation about "100 and more in counting reasons why me and [y/n] were made for each other should be group partners." at this point the teacher doesn't even bother stopping him from suddenly declaring himself a part of your group or him transfering you to the group he's already in. cheeky little thing.

I'd like to think he's terrible at cooking, but he gave it a shot and got better and better the more he realized you liked his cooking. The little goofy smile on his face whenever you complimented the meal he made for you. He does disregard your questions as to what he was going to eat for

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　

I don't mind the rant one bit, so please don't apologize!

I promised myself I wouldn't write anything and just react to what you sent but i couldn't help myself

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The more I read and read the more my imagination started to flourish with your amazing headcannons. He just wants to love and be loved by you that his actions go from cute to overly obsessive without him even realizing it (he doesn't even think watching you sleep is crazy!).

Overall he does have good intentions but his methods of expressing them are definitely interesting.

I might write a few more headcannons for this ask so thank you for sending it in rei :)

#genshin impact x reader #yandere scaramouche #yandere scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x reader

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banjjakz · 4 months

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➡ Tell the truth.

Faced with the physical manifestation of your oshi in all his soggy, forlorn morbidity, you are unable to suppress the truth inside of you. The full weight of your arduous passion bursts forth, and you spill your guts, raw and bare, on the island of grimy tile which separates the two of you.

“I—I’ve waited for so long to meet you, Yuuta-san!” Eyes brimming with tears, you draw ever nearer, hands clasped underneath your chin in ill-contained glee. “It’s me – I’m ‘princess-okkotsu’! From the beginning, I’ve always cheered you on. I will always cheer you on! Until I die! Even after I die! Yuuta-san’s happiness is my only purpose in life!”

Before you can embarrass yourself with any further rambling, you fold at the waist, arms glued to your sides, eyes shut tight in some toxic mixture of mortification and arousal at your proximity.

Silence. One beat.

Two beats.

Fearfully, you peak up at him. Shouldn’t he be kicking you out by now? Or expressing gratitude at your undying devotion?

Yuuta stands there, still unmoving, but this time with something close to amusement rippling through his slight frame. His shoulders shake minutely – a detail you wouldn’t be able to identify without years of hyperfixation underneath your belt.

He is not immediately repulsed by your display, which is encouraging! In fact, his beautiful, wilted petals of his bloodless lips are parting at the seam, heralding the arrival of an eagerly-awaited-for reply—

But you will never be able to hear his response.

A large, imposing figure materializes behind Yuuta. Wide shoulders standing taller by at least a head and a half crack, muscles rippling underneath a pornographically tight black T-shirt. And somehow, somewhere, a spark of recognition ignites at the base of your skull. You feel like you’ve seen the dastardly, brutal-looking scar that spears straight through his grimly grinning mouth…

Ah! The security guard!

Oh, fuck.

“Aww. What a touching story. Wanna tell me the rest outside, sweetheart?”

It’s like he moves faster than the words fall from his lips. One moment, he’s behind Yuuta, menacingly cracking his knuckles; and the next, he’s got you locked in his iron-grip, bodily hauling you out of the dressing room. The last view you get of your beloved is the cold shock in his haunting eyes, the unusually (!) pale hue of his distressed face.

It doesn’t even occur to you to fight back… after all, you’ve said what you’ve always wanted to say. Now, Yuuta finally knows your face, your voice, the way your pupils quiver as you profess your eternal love. Even if you die – or worse, are blacklisted for future ShinShow events – imprinted in Yuuta’s brain forevermore is the memory of your passionate confession.

This revelation is enough to console you as you spend your last moments in the dark, back alley behind the venue, at the complete mercy of the unhinged security guard. Expecting to be turned loose with a stiff warning, you are horribly surprised to realize that he has no intention of letting you escape.

A sharp pain blooms in your abdomen—and then your leg, and then your other leg, and then your shoulder. The white-hot agony is so intense it forces you to your knees, a lowly criminal waiting for final execution.

As your consciousness fades into black, the transition into a weightless, bodyless space is cushioned by the memory of Yuuta’s slight amusement at your chaotic antics. I

f you had to do it all over again, you would die a hundred more deaths just to see that ghost of a smile.

[MAY YOU REST IN PEACE.]

➡ try again?

#okkotsu yuuta x reader #okkotsu yuuta x y/n #okkotsu yuuta reader insert #okkotsu yuuta smut #okkotsu yuuta fic #jjk reader insert #jjk smut #my writing #mine #final girl jjk #final girl banjjakz

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return2zero · 3 months

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⬅ medium + custom setting || Full Ultra! ➡

So.... I decided to try Ultra mode on my phone and by the gods are my eyes blessed with really pretty graphics...

And cursed with a battery dying faster than Xavier falling asleep and burning like a thousand suns (okay maybe not that bad)

I... Might need a new phone at this rate... Or find a way to record and play on PC without the weird rendering issues happening c':

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And I feel like I should make a side blog for all my LaDs stuff (mainly Xavier ramblings... >>;;;; )

#love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #xavier #like really #ultra mode is so clean and crisp #like when i first put in my glasses and can see the leaves on a tree from a distance #it felt like that #but... the way it burns up the phone c':#im so glad they managed to find a way to optimize so that the lower settings still look super pretty #but the ultra modeeee TAT #i need to see this in 4k or something #and a bigger screen

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captaingrebelguf · 1 year

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Bedtime

Well now that @copiousloverofcopia outted me, I figured I would share my rambles based on her depiction of Terzo and his Prime Mover (so my selfish ass can see them all in one place).

All credit goes to this one ➡ @copiousloverofcopia ⬅️ She's lovely and I think the world of her.

Sister Alessandra borrowed from Prime Mover Ren and her series, Tied as One Eternally. Please read. It's a delight.

Anyway.

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Terzo paused in the hallway of the Ministry, gently letting his head loll back. He was fighting against his sleep-deprived mind, but his eyelids were starting to get heavier and heavier. He’d been searching for his firstborn and older brother for the past 10 minutes, walking aimlessly up and down the halls searching for them. When Primo had offered to watch Mena for a few hours and give the new parents a break from their daughter, he thought the older man would grow weary of her and return her at some point. Once it started to grow late, Alé had to remind Terzo they were missing a family member and ordered he go track her down while she fed their son.

It’d been three weeks since Dante joined their family, and while Terzo was absolutely smitten with him, he was beyond exhausted. He admired how easily his Prime Mover was adapting to these changes and remaining so graceful. Terzo on the other hand felt like he was losing his mind. The family of four had been trying to get back into some sort of routine: making sure Alé was getting the help she needed with their son, trying to keep Mena busy and involved as a new big sister, and Terzo failing miserably at his papal duties. He was thankful his brothers made no qualms about picking up his slack; including babysitting his daughter.

Terzo shook his head to wake himself up and continued on with his quest. After no success checking a few more rooms, he finally passed by the dimly-lit living room and halted his step. He spun on his heel and stuck his head through the door frame, sighing at his brother and daughter huddled over the coffee table with tiny packets scattered all about.

“Come along, tesoro,” Terzo groaned, holding out his hand for Mena, “We need to get you into bed before Mama starts looking for the both of us.”

“No! Zio said I could help!” Mena insisted, crossing her arms and kicking the side of the couch with her bare feet, ready for a fight. Primo’s lips thinned into a tight line as he tossed an apologetic glance at his younger brother and placed a gentle hand on the toddler’s feet to cease the kicking. Terzo let out a sigh and gave his brother an exasperated, pleading look. Primo couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen such dark circles under his brother’s eyes .

“I believe we let time get away from us a little, wouldn’t you agree, donnina?” Primo asked his niece. Mena, obviously starting to learn from her father’s dramatics, crossed her arms tighter and turned away from the two men.

“No!” she argued, “I want to help Zio!”

Terzo closed his eyes before Primo could see the twitch in his eye develop, accepting defeat against his child. He entered the room and sat down in the high-backed armchair near the crackling fireplace. He rested his eyelids and sunk into the cushion, resigning himself to be found by his wife; even if it may come with some not-so-gentle scolding.

“Come stai, fratellino?” Primo questioned as he handed Mena a packet of heirloom cucumber seeds. Mena uncrossed her arms and hugged the seed packet to her heart, beaming up at her doting uncle as he returned the warm smile.

“Sono morto dentro,” Terzo replied in a low tone, rotating his face towards the warmth. He sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest, trying to ignore his brother’s blatant efforts to absolutely spoil his child.

“Spero che tu non abbia rimpianti,” Primo warned, continuing to sort through his seed packets, making mental notes as he prepared for next spring’s growing season. Mena watched her uncle move around the tempting parcels, as she grasped out her small hand for an additional seed packet, babbling away to no one in particular.

“Mai,” Terzo scoffed, crossing his legs and giving into his exhaustion.

“Terzo Emeritus!” Alessandra chided from the doorway, holding a wiggling Dante in her arms. Her dark locks up in a messy bun, glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, and her robe stained with a hint of dried spit-up; yet still exuding the same confidence (and irritation at her husband) she always had.

Terzo shot forward from his chair like a deer in some headlights. He clutched his chest as his lover stared daggers at him, “Alé, cara mia, I swear we were coming right up!”

Mena haphazardly launched herself off the couch towards her mother, Primo holding his hands up behind her to catch her from landing on the coffee table. Mena scurried towards her mother, raising her hands up to her brother, “Hi, Dante! Hi Mama!”

Alé moved their son into the crook of her left arm as she took her free hand to stroke her daughter’s hair, pulling into a hug, “Mena, help me get your Papa to bed. He clearly needs his sleep.”

Terzo defeatedly sighed and held his hands out towards his wife, motioning towards their son. Alé took Mena’s hand and shuffled her way to Terzo. Alessandra dipped down to allow Terzo to remove Dante from her arm. He placed Dante on his chest and kissed the crown of his head. Despite the new challenges, he couldn’t be happier. Motherhood suited his beautiful Prime Mover perfectly, he hoped he was doing enough to have her see the same in him.

“Don’t cook the baby,” Alé teased, pulling Mena up to her hip. A small smile tugged on his face as he soothingly rubbed Dante’s back. Ale took her free hand and ran her fingers through Terzo’s mane, “Seriously, bed time.”

Mena buried her tiny face into her mother’s chest and yawned, “Mama, I helped Zio.”

Primo began to rise, having reached a good ending point for the evening, “And what an incredible helper she was. Good conversation, too.”

“Thank you, Primo. I really am so grateful to have you here to help,” Alé gently swayed, trying to settle Mena. She gave Primo a genuine, soft smile. She felt so much more at ease knowing her children had him as a role model in their lives.

Primo smiled and placed a hand on Mena’s back, “Always a pleasure. Anything for my nipoti. Fratellino, vai a letto.”

Primo gave Alessandra’s arm a gentle squeeze and wished sweet dreams to his niece and nephew. As he began to exit, he shot another stern glance at his brother. One Terzo remembered as a ‘get your ass in gear or else’ look from his childhood. With that, Primo silently glided out of the room and down the hall to his own quarters.

Terzo sighed and lifted himself off the armchair. He rolled his neck about, as a yawn escaped his lips. He shifted Dante from his chest into his arms, the infant stirred for a second before closing his eyes again and falling back to sleep. Terzo teasingly bumped his hip against Alé’s, gazing at the two beautiful children they created, “Pronta, sorella?”

“Sì, Papa,” Alessandra rolled her eyes. She turned to exit the room, cradling a sleeping Mena to her chest, with Terzo and Dante following closely behind. The family of four made their way down the dim halls of the Ministry, passing by a few ghouls seemingly being afflicted by night zoomies. The ghouls skittered about, greeting their Papa and his family before sprinting down the hall, poorly hiding a can of whipped cream they snagged from the fridge.

“We’re going to need more arms,” Terzo lamented as he opened the door to their wing. He motioned for Alessandra to enter first.

“More arms for what?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Alé headed into Mena’s room with Terzo trailing behind her.

“When we have six of these things running around falling asleep all over the Abbey, we’re going to need more arms,” he replied nonchalantly.

“HA!” Alé belted as she lowered Mena into her bed, causing Dante to start to fuss. Terzo began swaying side-to-side, trying to get the child to fall back asleep, giving Alé a cheeky smile. Alé tucked the blankets around their firstborn and kissed her forehead.

Terzo kneeled down beside his daughter’s bed and kissed her forehead, “Dormi bene, mio tesoro.”

Alé rested her head against Terzo’s shoulder as they watched their daughter sleep, “I think we’re doing pretty OK.”

“Sì, sì,” Terzo nodded his head. He nuzzled his face into his Prime Mover’s neck, gently nipping her jawline, “Now, what do you say we get this one to his own bed and start working on number three?”

“I don’t know how many times I’m going to have to tell you this: you’re never touching me again,” she scoffed, standing up and walking out to go collapse in their king-sized bed.

Terzo sighed defeatedly as he looked down at Dante’s sleeping face, “Prometto, your Mama is actually crazy about me.”

Translations:

Tesoro -- Treasure

Zio -- Uncle

Donnina -- Little woman

Come stai, fratellino? -- How are you doing, little brother?

Sono morto dentro. -- I am dead inside.

Spero che tu non abbia rimpianti. -- I hope you have no regrets.

Mai. -- Never.

Nipoti -- niece/nephew

Vai a letto -- Go to bed

Pronta, sorella? -- Ready, sister?

Dormi bene, mio tesoro -- Sleep well, my treasure

Prometto -- I promise

#ghost band #ghost #the band ghost #ghost fanfiction #Terzo X Alessandra #Terzo X Alé #fanfiction of a fanfiction #terzo x ale #prime mover #prime mover alessandra #terzo as a dad #dad terzo #daddy terzo #ghost fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #ghostband #copiousloverofcopia's characters

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applcyed · 10 days

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✖✖✖ TAGS

MUSIC ➡ RP ➡ VISAGE ➡ MUSING ➡ MEME ➡ KEEPSAKE ➡ QUEUE ➡ ASKS ➡ INTERESTS ➡ CRACK ➡ NSFW ➡ IC CHATTER ➡ DRABBLE ➡ IC STATUS ➡ PROMO ➡ SELF PROMO ➡ RAMBLES ➡ DOODLES ➡ HEADCANON ➡ LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR ➡ See I’m the king cause I got that crown SAMUEL ➡ I dream you paint the stars against the twilight

VERSE ➡ And the crown—it weighs heavy VERSE ➡ Putting heaven in an empty heart (Knight AU) VERSE ➡ Things end where they begin (Cyberpunk/Steampunk AU) VERSE ➡ All I have are bruises (Human AU) VERSE ➡ They'll remember us forever more (Pirate AU)

SHIP ➡ LUCIFER x LILITH SHIP ➡ LUCIFER x OZZIE SHIP ➡ LUCIFER x MAMMON SHIP ➡ LUCIFER x ALASTOR SHIP ➡ LUCIFER x ADAM SHIP ➡ LUCIFER x WRATH SHIP POLY ➡ LUCIFER x ADAM x LILITH x EVE

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daenerys-targaryen · 11 months

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i think the pipeline from #leah rambles being banned ➡ me becoming a journal girl makes a lot of sense.

#leah rambles #i mean here i am still posting but... journaling is fun #😝 😝#i just write!!!#whatever i'm thinking or feeling #thanks shauna shipman for inspiring me to do that #among other things #but yeah #we'll see how it goes #some days i dont' do it (forget)#but i've also started using reminders more on my phone #we are trying so self care so hard

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rubbcrhosemoved · 7 months

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This is random and perhaps too early for this but I was wondering if you can LIKE this post if you're still interested in writing with me. I mostly mean to target those that are new or I haven't done much with as I'd like to change that! If that's okay of course... Just give this post a like and I'll do my best to approach you so we can get to plotting something, whether it's small or not. I just want to get better at socializing and interacting with people but I just never know how to since I get anxious and don't know where precisely I stand with people which makes it harder to talk or interact. Anyways that's all. THANKS!!

#RAMBLES ➡#PLEASE LIKE THIS POST THANKS! <3 #I'll probably RB this a few times today since it's early and all

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curiosiccus · 11 months

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PERMANENT STARTER CALL 🟊 🟊 🟊

Hi hi! I’m Opopaxal (or Opo for short) and this is my permanent starter call! What does that mean? Well basically it means by liking this post I can--

Send you random asks / memes if I see you reblogging a meme!

You don’t mind me responding to dash commentary your muses might make! That also means you’re more than welcome to respond to mine as well.

Tag you in starters or dash games freely!

Come to you for plots or scenarios involving our muses and just talk about ideas and such about our muses!

If you’re interested in starting up a relationship with my muse but haven’t yet! Whether it’s romantic, platonic, etc-- Ask and we’ll see what happens.

Talk to you about random headcanons for our muses or even my own!

Talk to you about any new muses I might want to try or are unsure about!

Talk to you about AUs I might have or think about OR you might have and want to discuss. I’m all ears!

You’re okay with me popping into your IMs to discuss threads with you or if I need something clarified (I much prefer Discord, but Discord is only given to mutals only! Tumblr IMs are rather wonky and we’re not alerted of messages all the time, but I usually try my best to answer anything I receive).

If you want to also to be friends and just be silly and have fun together. This isn’t really a requirement, but it makes approaching you with things so much easier for me!

By liking ♥ this post you’re just letting me know if it’s totally a-okay for me to approach you about anything in regards to RPing or not. I suffer a lot from anxiety-ridden issues, so this will take a great weight off me ♡ Thank you for your cooperation!

#RAMBLES ➡#SAVE

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ifthearmorfits · 11 months

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Never thought I’d have Minimus saying “boobs”.

#RAMBLES ➡#I JUST GOT HERE AJENGAE

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skunkes · 1 year

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5 and 16?

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

I pretty much post everything I draw, everything that isn't comms is drawn in my big doodle pages, which I usually post at the ends of the month ^_^ anything I don't post is like...unfinished stuff/sketches of pieces i never actually finished. I need Attention i cant not post everything lol i post 99% of what i draw.

OH I also don't post quick standalone studies if the refs arent from my own body, or self rambles where I'm tryna figure stuff out, like dis

but this was also pre doodle pages.

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

People have said they enjoy how I draw eyes? ➡ I'm good at it? I hate drawing eyes.

oh and ppl enjoy my little couples chibi drawings (so, must mean im good at it?) but I always dread doing em.

similarly ive been told im good at depicting cozy warm soft moments between couples in general (like skunker and cow al) but I don't have fun. drawing two figures sharing a space/interacting its so fucking hard dude

#anonymous #skunk mail

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confuchan · 2 years

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About Me

Name: Hope (not my real name but has meaning between me & my mom so i went w/ it)

She/Her

Age: I'm an '01 liner

Fun facts about me:

I love writing✍ & reading📖

Music is everything to me, same as writing & reading is🎼🎶

I have a tendency to be more shy/introverted, mostly around new people...and second guess myself alot (things i say or do)

"I'm a socially awkward social butterfly" ~Kevin Moon🌙

I'm typically very open about everything...idk why but I just am

I have a slight tendency to be oblivious (if I annoy or upset you pls tell me, I don't ever mean to be, I'm genuinely just unaware)

I have a ½Corgi ½Australian-shepherd dog Theo i got as a puppy, & a ½Corgi ½Dachshund dog Coco i got first as an older rescue (maybe I'll post pics eventually)

I'm 5' 10" & I despise it(/j?) bc almost everyone i went to school w/ was always shorter than me. (& yes there were jokes made)

I was born on Christmas Eve so i was called a 'christmas eve baby' growing up by EVERY teacher/grown-up🎄

I like craft stuff & art (only really good @ drawing/charcoal/oil pastels)🎨

First Kpop Group: Got7

Ult Groups atm: The Boyz, Seventeen, Ateez, Stray Kids (I do also have interest in & at one point was more invested in others, ex. NCT, GOT7, TXT, Enhypen, etc.)

Biases / Wreckers in each group: (this is not every group, but the top 15)

TBZ - Kevin, Jacob, Sunwoo / Eric, Q, (& Hyunjun)

SVT - Dino, Mingyu, S. Coups / Wonwoo, Hoshi, Woozi

ATZ - San / Wooyoung, Seonghwa

SKZ - BangChan, Han / Felix, I.N.

NCT - Haechan, Taeyong, Xiaojun, Sungchan / YangYang, Jaemin, Kun, Jeno, Yuta

TXT - Yeonjun / Soobin

Enhypen - Jake, Sunghoon / Jay

Monsta X - I.M, Kihyun / Jooheon, Shownu (& Wonho)

SF9 - Rowoon, Youngbin / Zuho, Jaeyoon, Hwiyoung

GOT7 - Mark, JB / Jinyoung, Youngjae

Astro - Jinjin, Moonbin💓🕊 / Rocky, Eunwoo

Infinite - L, Woohyun / Sungyeol, Dongwoo???

Oneus - HwanWoong / Leedo

EXO - Baekhyun, Chen / none???...i think???

The Rose - Sammy / idk yet???

Shouting-out my friends/moots here😌 (moots to me are based on follow or a lot of interaction & if I'm not sure we're moots i wont add you here so i dont annoy anyone)

Note: friends...sry i talk a lot in pm(s) or pop by rambling randomly in asks so much lol

@bitchlessdino @twogyuu @sugarcherriess @momobani @februaryflowers (@huiranghaes ➡) @userwoosan /@choism @cloverdaisies @leejungchans @biaswreckingfics

Dont mind me tagging pls, just wanna leave this here for others to find these lovely people!

Over time i may add more as i get more social, and anons once i have some🤗

#About me #Hope ramblings

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