#anon whispers

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

Whispers "omelet du fromage" in Robin's ear

ANON WHISPERS

Robin felt the corners of his mouth curl upwards as a snicker left him, "Ha! C'est tout ce que tu as à me dire?" How the language turned his usual voice into a lilting melody, as though he was made to speak it. "And I prefer my eggs sunny side up, frankly, dipping toast into the yolk is too delicious to deny myself such a treat."

#ic #rp #anon whispers #omelet du fromage #anon i swear- #had me laughing in starbucks

[candiedfright]

Black void cat Dazai or brown wet pathetic cat Dazai, which one you like more?

see i'm conflicted here. because black void cat is very pm dazai but brown wet pathetic cat is very ada dazai.

so then... brown void wet pathetic cat ???

#bsd fanart #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #catzai #candied art #whispers from the pit #anon

[chadillacboseman]

Alejandro and price tag teaming reader?

CALL THAT A TEAM BUILDING EXERCISE!!

Summary: Price needs to blow off steam in his favorite way, but the two of you are interrupted by Alejandro.

"That's it, love- you're so fucking tight," Price has you up against a wall in some forgotten supply bay at the Los Vaqueros base. He's fucking you like his life depends on it, his gruff voice ever-present in your ear.

It's how he prefers to blow off steam- fucking and drinking. But-

"But these 'Vaqueros' drink that tequila piss and I need bourbon."

So, fucking it is.

"John," you whine his name and he chuckles, threading his thick fingers into your hair and tugging gently.

"What do you need?"

"Harder-"

"Ask nicely."

"Please!" you manage to whimper and his change in thrusts is instant at the sound of your pathetic plea.

Your face feels warm, your legs weak. You're so close to the edge, teetering on the verge as he drives at you, shoving your face against the cold metal of the wall and grasping your hips for leverage.

When he stops, it's suddenly, and you open your mouth to protest before you're cut off.

"Shhh, love, I think we have company."

Your stomach drops as the figure of Alejandro Vargas looms into sight out of the shadows.

"Can I help you, Vargas?" Price asks smugly, still buried to the hilt inside you.

Your face is hot with embarrassment. You want nothing more than to push Price away and sprint into the shadows. To disappear completely. Perhaps to sink into the floor and cease to exist.

"Maybe," Alejandro bites his tongue as he considers the sight in front of him. Something in his expression is unreadable, but the faint hint of want meanders across his face for a moment.

He should be furious with Price, with you. Disrespecting his base, disrespecting him- but he doesn't look like he is.

Is he...?

Before you can finish the thought, Price laughs and asks the question for you, "What? You want a turn?"

You glance up at him, but his eyes are locked on Alejandro's, his grip loosening slightly on your waist.

"Well?" the prompt snaps the Vaquero out of his trance.

"Yo ha-"

"English, Vargas," Price snaps, you jump, and Alejandro stumbles over his words for a moment before answering.

"Yes," he almost seems embarrassed for a moment by his own eagerness, but it's quickly replaced by a poker face once more.

"You okay with that?" Price lowers his voice and catches your gaze, his expression concerned, "Want to let the 'Vaquero' have a turn?"

This is new. Out of character for him. You glance at Alejandro- the look on his face is halfway between need and hesitancy.

"Well?" Price cocks his head, "Don't keep the man waiting."

"I'm okay with it," you respond quietly and he pulls out of you slowly. The sudden emptiness makes you huff as he fishes something out of his pocket and tosses it to Alejandro.

"You put that on, or you don't touch her. Understand?"

Alejandro nods and you feel compelled to look away as he frees himself from his fatigues and slips the condom on.

He's bigger than you expected.

Price watches him carefully, analyzing his every move. Occasionally, he glances at you, searching for a sign that you've changed your mind.

It doesn't come.

So instead, he settles for observing as the Vaquero runs a gentle hand down your back and lines himself up with you.

When Alejandro takes hold of your hips and pushes inside you, he hisses, squeezes his eyes shut and lets a string of Spanish curses fall from his lips.

You wonder for a moment if he's ever going to move.

When he does, it's your turn to curse- "Ah, fuck-" he's hitting a spot inside you that makes you see stars.

Price feels a pang of jealousy at the sound, thinks for a moment of shoving him away from you.

He resists the urge.

"You feel so good, hermosa," Alejandro is panting, his voice hoarse, "He's lucky," he jerks his head toward Price, who smirks in response.

The sound of him fucking you is obscene, echoing along with your panted breaths and whimpers. Alejandro could listen to you all day long- he wants you to scream his name, to beg him to fuck you. He wants you to think of him every time Price fucks you.

"Alejandro!" you cry out as you come around him, nearly losing your footing when the tension snaps. You splay your hands on the cold wall in front of you to keep yourself on your feet.

Music to his fucking ears.

His grip on your hips tightens as he fucks you through your orgasm, pushing you well past the threshold of bearable in pursuit of his own high.

When he comes, it's with another hiss of Spanish curses. The room is a blur as he pulls out of you and it takes everything in your power not to simply slide down to the floor to relieve your weak knees.

"Did you like that?" Price sounds as if he's speaking to you through a tunnel.

Alejandro has already departed, leaving the two of you alone in the room. You pause to hope that he is tight-lipped about this encounter. The last thing you need is Los Vaqueros whispering behind their hands about you.

"Yes," you pant and he chuckles, offering you a hand to help you upright.

"Don't get used to it."

You sense a twinge of jealousy in his voice.

#alejandro vargas x reader #john price x reader #thank u anon for this incredible ask #it watered my crops and cured my scoliosis #also i just think that alejo would be jealous of price bc of reader #hes doing some pining #takes price's sloppy seconds just to have a moment with you #probably whispers in spanish that he could fuck you better #ooh baby

[seattlesellie]

what do you think abt reader calling ellie daddy??

well i have incorporated it to my fics several times so i love that concept! just thinking about it being one of those things that feed ellie's ego so good <3 know she'd hiss all turned on whenever you mention that nickname in regards to her... n her dorky dumbass self would think about it all the time. like hell fucking yeah i'm daddy 🤓 need her to walk home in her raggedy grey sweater all giggly and smitten cos she keeps reminiscing on how u slipped a coy "daddy, yes" when she sunk her cock into u ahhhhhhh !! also imagine the difference between jackson ellie n farm ellie. jackson ellie's reaction to being called daddy is a huge, red cheeked smile that she swallows as she sinks her face onto her shoulder, and farm!ellie knows, she just knows she's daddy, so her reaction is a simple but powerful narrowing of her eyes and a nod, an obvious "mhm, that's right"

#𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 anon 🎀 #im drunk #matter of fact need her to whisper daddy when she looks into a mirror all proud #cos that's daddy for real!!! daddy jackson!ellie and daddy farm!ellie duh

[screampied]

thinking about satoru making a mess out of you while he's fully clothed and you're completely bare 😵‍💫

actually omg can you imagine. gojo having you propped right on his lap—you’re exposed with nothing meanwhile he’s got clothes on. his eyes trail down your body and it makes you grow hot. he barely has to do anything but skim his slender fingers all against the edges of your back to pull out a whine from you. “so sensitive, huh.” he’d probably say, watching you cutely try to move your hips against him. all he did was sit still, in a sexy manspread while you feel his hardened bulge rub against you whenever you forwarded your hips on him. “you’re so impatient. you want my clothes off too?” he’d chuckle, staring at you try to claw his shirt off, yet it’s a failed attempt.

you’d give him a pathetic nod, and he gawks at once you get off on his thigh—starting to move and jerk your hips against the soft fabric of his sweats. “aw. she really can’t wait,” he snickers, allowing you to continue to make a mess of yourself, entirely on your own.

#anons 💌 #thoughts. #and he still wouldn’t take his clothes off 😞 bc he’s mean #but he would finger u while ur on top of him #and whisper in ur ear how nasty u always get for him and only him #WOOOOOWWWOWWW #i am in gojo brain rot #mayhaps

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Have any of the AU Peeta’s you wrote about in your fics ever was the first one to ask for nudes and/or the first one to send it?

(I kind of can see Peeta asking, Katniss thinking it's a joke, but going with it anyway, and then boom, dick pic)

A continuation of this ask, I presume.

I can think of a couple of my au Everlarks this might fit, but here you go, Anon. Katniss texts in bold italics, Peeta’s in plain italics.

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Missed you last night

Didn’t sleep too well without you here

You missed me? That’s so cute.

Rude. I tell you I didn’t sleep well and you call me cute?

Can’t help it. You’re cute when you scowl at me.

Am not. I’m ferocious.

Bet you’re scowling right now.

AM NOT!!!

Prove it. Send a pic of you wearing a smile. A real one.

And nothing else.

Did you just ask me to send you a nude selfie?!

Well I can’t ask you to wear nothing but me right now, so I figure a smile is second best.

You are unbelievable

Unbelievably in love with you 😘

You don’t think I’ll do it.

I mean… I know how you are in bed. 🥵 😜 😏 But sending a picture of yourself? 🫣

*Image Attached*

Katniss… fuck.

Where’s mine?

*Image Attached*

All. Yours. 🍆

Unfair, Peeta. You know how I feel about plump eggplants.

I’ll make sure it’s ready and waiting for you when you get home, my love.

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A/N: Peeta did not send a picture of an actual eggplant.

#whispers: it was his dick #words are peetas thing not mine #well aren’t you a spicy anon #anonymous #look at that ask

[delphi-dreamin]

Psssst, I heard you're having a rough time. Hope this helps 💗

Lucifer comes home after a long day of meetings with the demon lord and his officials and sees you asleep on his bed in nothing but one of his white button down shirts.

Your top half looks so sweet, lying on your side. Hands resting underneath your beautiful face. You're obviously having a good dream because you've got the cutest smile on your lips.

Your bottom half however, looks mouthwatering and so fucking tempting. The shirt your wearing, HIS shirt, barely covers the curve of your ass. So tantalizing plump, he wants to take a bite.

He makes his way to your sleeping form, shredding his jacket and loosening his tie. He's still undecided on whether he wants to just slip in beside you and fall asleep holding you against him or put his head between your legs and have you wake up to him tongue fucking you.

The answer comes to him when you sigh his name and he sees your thighs rub together. Oh yes, its that sort of dream is it? He's smirking down at you as he slowly strips his gloves off. Well, allow him to make your dream come true.

He maneuvers you gently, making sure not to wake you, so you are lying on your back. Such a pretty sight, legs spread open, your lips already glistening from your dream. Your dream about him.

Hovering over you for just a second admiring the view before placing an open mouth kiss over your clit. Your hips buck up into his mouth as a reflex. He chuckles against your mound, such a good girl for him even in your sleep.

Dragging his tongue down your slit, reveling in your taste, it makes him groan. He needs more of you, you're becoming his little obsession. Ever since that first taste he can't get enough of you.

One hand grips your thigh, perhaps a little to tightly, while the other comes up to split your lips apart as he continues to lap at your cunt. So sweet, and just for him. His perfect little pet.

He feels your hands in his hair as his tongue enters your wet cavern. Tugging on his greying locks, and moaning his name so wantonly. So you're finally awake? Good, he'd rather you be awake to remember this.

Fuck you taste so good, he can't get enough. He grabs you by your thighs and roughly drags you to the end of the bed. Throwing your legs over his shoulders before dipping back into your wet heat. Your little moans are music to his ears, egging him on to take more of you.

He moves his attention to your aching bud, loving the way you cry out in response. His long fingers taking his tongues place your tight little hole, pumping in and out of you, and curling up to reach that place that makes you cry out in bliss for him. Only him.

Looking up at you, your mouth is hanging open and your panting desperatly. Your pupils are blown with lust as you look down at him. You clearly like what you see, he isn't even naked. Still in his white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. He hasn't even taken off his vest.

He feels you start to tense beneath him, your babbling his name and a bunch of pleas and praises. You're so close, he's almost as desperate as you for your release.

"Be a good girl and cum for me, won't you darling." He commands before swirling his tongue around you clit. You're answering whimper and the buck of your hips has his hardened cock twitch in his pants.

You cum crying out his name so loud he's sure his brothers must have heard you. Gushing into his mouth so deliciously, he continues to finger fuck and suck on your clit through your orgasm until you're begging him to stop.

He frowns as he pulls away slightly to look up at you. Removing his fingers so he can lick them clean.

"I'm only trying to clean up your mess darling, be a good girl and let me." You barely squeak out a "Lucifer, please" before his strong arms are holding you down and his mouth starts lapping at your entrance.

😘😘😘

-🌞

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

What a thing to wake up to this morning!! If I'd had time before I had to get ready for work...🫠🫠🫠

Thank you, lovely! This definitely helped! (I didn't just reread this at work. And I'm definitely not red as a goddamn tomato sitting on console.)

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me smut #obey me lucifer smut #obey me x reader #lucifer x reader #delphi's anons #🌞 anon #☆whispers from the wood #i am melting #if anybody else wants to fill my inbox with smut #you're more than welcome!

[rui-drawsbox]

HELLO HI I SEE UR REQS ARE OPEN i just wanna say i love ur art sooo so so so so much aourgh. anyway may i request aira shiratori with bird wings ? he is so swan coded i love him,,,,

(i was debating whether or not to request thanatos from hades (game) with bird wings but thats so incredibly self indulgent and you dont have to do this at ALL but im. im crazy over bird symbolisms ok . u must understand)

ANYWAY love love love ur art sending u all the best positive vibes and CONGRATS ON 1.1K (at least i think thats the milestone i need to check but anyway CONGRATS)!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

HI HELLO THNKU ILY swan Aira straight out of the oven!

pretty boy

#oh yeah i remember thanatos. was determinated to date him until i realized that i suck at that game lmao #defeated megaera 8 times out of 50 mabye #rui draw smth #ensemble stars #enstars #ensemble stars fanart #aira shiratori #*whispers* i mean if (hypothetically) you want to see thanatos you still can turn on the anon option. i wouldnt be mad ((hypothetically))

[spacebitz]

Your style is so pretty!!!!!!! Have you ever drawn Pearl or Grian before? I’d love to see them in your style! For some reason your blog won’t let me scroll on desktop mode though so I’m having a hard time going through your art—if you have drawn them I can’t find it 😭

Hey! i actually have a snippet of a grian for you, spoiler for my character lineup i am doing, but here! i also have a pearl drawing as well since you asked for her :P

legit drew this page just for u anon, i was planning on drawing her anyways but this inspired me :D

#anon #asks #ghost whispers #my art #pearlescentmoon fanart #pearlescentmoon #grian #mcyt #faves #hermitcraft #pearl hermitcraft #grian hermitcraft #mcyt fanart

[villainsally]

...qpr prison duo?

i have many thoughts about them. most incoherent tho, sadly.

honestly they have chemistry and the drinking stream only backed that up. they clearly care about each other.

also Icarus needs someone who can wrap themself around them and as they are 5'11 that means its either centross or fenris. (/hj)

but in all honesty they work really well, neither of them will admit to the other that they like them, at least not often, but they do. Centross keeps Ics self deprecation in check.

#raines whispers #fable smp #anon <3

[candiedfright]

Your dazai looks like a mii person specifically with wii graphics. It's tasty.

ok

#bsd fanart #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #candied art #whispers from the pit #anon #no this wasn't a request #but it made me giggle

[warframestuff]

Whispers in the Walls Environments 1/4

#warframe #whispers in the walls #witw spoilers #gif #wfstuff gif #i hope you like these anon!

[barbieboooze]

Now draw whispyrus

Ask and you shall receive !

#art #digital art #fanart #yokai watch #yokai watch art #yokai watch fanart #whisper #whisper Yokai watch #papyrus #papyrus undertale #undertale #request <3 #inbox <3 #anon <3

[swiftmitsu]

No- I'm not him- I just got my anon name inspired by him.

Also, mind if I take you out tonight bbg?

-Nacho Anon

W. YOU ARENT????

HJkk@/&¥€.€{€]€¥_¥_’&/$):&;@3@

I CANT💥

NAH UH

YOU CANT—💥💥💥

#mitsuasks #nacho anon #<3333 #WH #BRO #(whispers yes) #y’all better watch out #someone is coming after your asses for all this flirting💥 #@mellybabbles is coming for you all

[dmsr-art]

the urge to draw tridentariicest pussy eating vs knowing that if i ever posted it my anti muts would burn me at the stake

fuck them, time to cull the herd 👊🏼💥

#just do it anon its so freeing #fandom is so fun when u don't have a nasty bitch in ur ear whispering about consuming media ethically #vee asks

[lady-harrowhark]

Hello! I saw you mention that Pyrrha remembers pre-resurrection, and I totally missed that!! Do you have any theories as to why?

I have a few thoughts!

Just for context - because I didn't catch that on my first read either until I started going back through! - there are a few instances that seem to suggest Pyrrha remembers at least some of her life pre-Resurrection. Off the top of my head, I know there's one point where she refers to G1deon as G--, just like John does. Nona also says that Pyrrha calls her "Hairy Maclary", which is referring to a series of children's books by a New Zealand author. Here's a link to a picture and some info about Hairy Maclary... I can definitely understand why Pyrrha would call Nona that lol. This one's super interesting to me in that it's such a fantastic example of the way Tamsyn uses memes and references so skillfully! In the previous books, most of the references are fairly organic in that they're things that could conceivably be, you know, just things the characters say; the readers catch it (if they also know the reference! otherwise they're fairly unobtrusive) but the characters themselves aren't intentionally making a reference. This would be the things like "You can't just ask someone why they want to be a Lyctor" and "a hunger that only thumbs could satisfy," etc. The exception, though, is John. The "none Houses with left grief" particularly is SO fun from an exposition perspective (but if I start on that one I'll never stop), and then of course we have Commander Wake Me Up Inside. The implication here being that John remembers these specific things and is intentionally making those references within the context of the story. Pulling that same expository trick with Pyrrha sets them up as both remembering... at least to some degree. The hints that we get from Pyrrha are such that it's pretty unclear to what extent she remembers, leaving a lot of room for juicy speculation :)

I initially touched on it over on this post where I rambled about names, memory, and the Eightfold Word, but I'm copying over the Pyrrha-specific paragraph so that you don't have to dig for it:

When assisting with Harrow’s lobotomy, Ianthe tells her, “If you push your brain too hard, any surgery could simply heal over.” And in NtN, Pyrrha tells Palamedes, “You should be draining and replacing her fucking brain fluid... When Gideon and I designed that trial, I used to crack his skull and sieve it myself, just as a control variable... The only other people I put through that damn trial were Mercy and Cris, because only Cris didn’t mind being trepanned on the regular.” I don’t know exactly where the threshold is for pushing one’s brain too hard, but I suspect frequently draining and replacing one’s brain fluid is in that ballpark. Which is to say, it’s very possible that Mercy and Pyrrha (and potentially others) could have healed over from anything John had done to their brains.

Also, I don't know why this didn't occur to me as I was writing up that other post, but when Pyrrha's telling Palamedes about how dangerous their uhhhhh living arrangements are, and how they're risking brain damage... Pyrrha and G1deon were operating under somewhat similar circumstances for thousands of years. Cumulatively, it's possible that G1deon's brain was racking up damage that eventually eroded away whatever John had done. Another thought is that maybe the fact that G1deon died and Pyrrha didn't is at play here.

It could very well be less dramatic than that, though. We don't know much about how Lyctorhood impacts the brain, although to be completely fair, we also can't say for certain how a typical human brain would function after ten thousand years of runtime either. Our brains are constantly wiring new neural pathways and rewiring and revising old ones. After thousands of years, might we be reaching a Ship of Theseus situation with regard to the neural circuitry impacting pre-Res memories? Which is a fancy way of saying, "Maybe it wore off."

It could be all of the above, too. Assuming that Lyctor brains retain plasticity like we see in typical human brains (and I'm not letting myself think too hard on implications either way, because in sci-fi/fantasy make-believe land, neuroscience can be whatever you want it to be), we'd probably see that effect happening with the other Lyctors at roughly the same rate, but at least as far as we can tell (and that wording is intentional because I'm not taking anything off the table with this series), the others don't seem to remember. So that might be contributing, but not sufficient on its own. BUT perhaps ten thousand years of rewiring PLUS ten thousand years of cohabitation PLUS however long of being "trepanned on the regular" PLUS G1deon dying might override John's meddling.

We've still got so many open questions here regardless of what the specific mechanisms are. Like, I'd love to know when Pyrrha started to remember exactly. And did G1deon remember anything, then? It seems like he was Straight Up Not Having a Good Time so if he did remember, he might not have been relying on those memories much. Whatever's going on, I'm sure it's just as bonkers as the rest of the series!

#'in sci-fi/fantasy make-believe land neuroscience can be whatever you want it to be' i whisper repeatedly to myself #after spending like two hours this afternoon formatting datasets from the neuroscience lab i work in #nah but for real i have zero issue with that kinda stuff being. you know. fictional. i just need to not go down that rabbit hole lol #also sorry about sneaking a little bonus ramble about meme usage in there #believe it or not i had more about that but took it out because it wasn't directly relevant lol #also to the other anon that's sitting in my inbox: I PROMISE I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN #it's just... you opened a hefty can of worms and it's gonna take me a while lmao #ask #anonymous #tlt meta #pyrrha dve #nona the ninth spoilers #tlt #long post