#beautiful ppl tag 💕

[frecklystars]

IM FUCKIGN SOBBING LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL THEY ARE OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💞💗💗💖💗💞💕💕💓💗💗💝💘💘💕💓💗💗💞

#LOVE NOTES #!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #KEN'S GOGGLES 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 GOD HE LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL #THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY #GOD MARGOT LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL IN THE CHANEL SNOWSUIT #these people. these characters 😭😭 i love them so so so so so so so much #god!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 #nobody has made me so happy in such a long time #💕 I'll fight for you!! - ̗̀🐎🏖️✨ ̖́- #💕♫♪ ♡ You're the pink in my cheeks 🎀🌸✨♡ #margot robbie #ryan gosling #barbie movie #barbie #ken #pretty ppl tag

[slitherysrpent]

about me

welcome to my horny little corner lmao

you can call me MJ

25, she/her

lesbian, tomboy femme, (heavy) top leaning switch

Men + minors DNI, I’ll block you

Women (this includes trans women obviously), NB and lgbt+ ppl in general are welcome here

Rules for asks and dms until further notice*:

- Please let me know your pronouns so I can address you correctly and in a way that you’re comfortable with.

- I won’t be accepting anything sexual until further notice. If you want to leave friendly asks/dms and/or asks/dms seeking advice you’re welcome to do so.

- If I get asks/dms that are sexual I won’t answer at all and if they go too overboard, are borderline creepy or super disrespectful, an immediate block will be in order.

*if you wish to know the reason for these new rules you can check the ‘slitherysrpent asks’ tag.

I'm not super active so if you send me an ask/dm it might take me a bit to answer, please don’t take it personal. Also, most of my posts are scheduled.

- I can’t believe I have to say this but don’t save my pics without asking me first

- I won’t accept any messages from empty blogs and ageless blogs

My beautiful lovely anons: 🙈 | puppyslut anon | 🌼 | 🌷 | 🖤 |🍓| 🍯 | ⭐️ | 🪐 | 🫐 | 🌸 | 🌝 | 🍄 | 🐻 | 🦁 | 💕 | 🖱 | 💜 | 🧁 | 🟣 | 🐈‍⬛ | 💐 | 🍀 | ⛅️ | 📖 | 🌱 | 🫧 | 🪷 | ☕️ | ♠️ | 🧚🏼‍♀️ | 🌺 | 🍭 | 🦢 | 🍃 | 🦊 | 💫 | 🌠 | 🥷 |

*If you’ve picked an emoji/distinctive name you can also find your asks under the ‘my anons’ tag. Since there are new rules for asks/dms if you want me to remove you from the anons list let me know.

Tags:

#me #mine #slitherysrpent asks #my anons

[soleilnomoon]

i would love to place an order for Meringue Cookies, Dark Chocolate, Jelly Beans, Candy Necklace, & Blan Manje, with Caramel & Honey. Side menu # 1 for Boa or Nami. either is fine! with a g/n reader! These stories are a blast to read!

anon i am so so sry this took forever 😭💕💕💕 but i finally finished and i'm actually happy with it; also ty for requesting, i love boa hancock sfm i wish more ppl wrote for her.

4.3k words, gn reader (no pronouns), nsfw, 18+ mdni; angst angst angst bc that's how i vibe & smut, and if you squint real hard there's some fluff somehow i think. hancock is a brat as usual and reader ain't shit, but they go great together <3 feat. cute things like oral (f receiving), fingering, a lil bondage, hair pulling, some pussy slapping, more stuff that idr anymore ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა (if u see grammar/spelling errors no u didn't ;_;)

tagging lil’ kaia bc she asked so nicely ❤︎ @cvvor

“our love would be death” — anaïs  nin

sea salt sifts through the wind, warm and fine enough that most don’t notice its intrusion. it lands on your nose and lips, coats your tongue when you exhale through your mouth; no matter how many times you try to wash away the taste, it still lingers. a persistent annoyance that refuses to leave you alone. it’s a bitter, yet familiar taste — one that fills your heart with memories you’ve long wanted to keep buried. you’re no stranger to heartache, but this is different.

you find that you can never sleep through the entire night without dreaming of your ex — of how you begged them to stay, of how you told them you couldn’t live without them. pathetic, you tell yourself one morning after another restless night — you know you need to find a way to move on, but there’s no way you can, not when you carved so many pieces of yourself to give away without much thought.

what you’re left with is a battered heart that can barely function on its own; it flops pitifully in your chest, rattling against your rib cage weakly. every day it gets harder to breathe, harder to face the truth that you’re all alone — again.

boa hancock doesn’t know why she even fucking bothers, but she can’t seem to stay away from you. it’s a privilege, in her opinion, for you to be graced with her presence, let alone be allowed to touch her intimately. so, when she finds you staring wistfully out of the window, sighing to yourself again she snaps.

“y/n, look at me,” she commands loudly, voice piercing through your body like a thick arrow that keeps you frozen in place. you know better than to disobey her, even though you want to; you know you’re being unreasonable, but the heart always wants what it can’t have, right?

not that she cares about any of that. in her mind, your ex is an ex for a reason. she grabs your face with her hand, squeezing tightly, delicate brows furrowed together as irritation drips down her spine. she could easily kill you and you know it. “i’m the most beautiful woman in the world,” she boasts, although there’s something melancholic about the way she says it.

you narrow your eyes at her, mouth moving before you can think better of it. “and what of it?” it’s not often that you challenge her like that, but today you’ve had enough of her games, of constantly catering to her whims and desires, of her veneer that she insists on keeping even when she’s alone with you.  

it dawns on her then what the actual problem is. “you’re still in love with them.” anger seeps through her pores, and she knows if she doesn’t walk away soon, she might say or do something she’ll possibly regret.

you flinch, eyes widening — she’s not entirely wrong, but she’s not right either. you’re just stuck in limbo, unable to move on because you refuse to do so; after seeing them so happy with someone else, you can’t fathom finding any sort of happiness yourself. so, you cling onto the past, even when it threatens to destroy your present life.

for some reason, this pisses you off — that hancock is so much more perceptive than people give her credit for; that she’s not afraid to tell you the truth, despite how your friends sugarcoat everything for you. the rage that’s bubbled deep inside of you for months finally pushes out; you can barely think or see properly, and you forget yourself when you practically shout back at her.

“and you’re just jealous because for once, you’re not the focus of my attention.” you’re not sure why you say it, but as soon as the words leave your mouth, you feel like shit.

there’s rarely a moment where hancock finds herself in absolute shock, but your venomous words cut into her bruised ego with vigor. it's a harsh reality that she refuses to accept, so she lashes out at you again.

“you’re pathetic.” her tone is cold, and she steels her face enough that she almost looks bored with you. hancock releases her hold on you and swivels on her heels to walk away. you don’t bother calling after her, but she pauses in her gait to look over her shoulder at you. “i’m done playing with you, get out of my sight.”

the dismissal is the first slap of many and her insistence on blatantly keeping her back turned while she ignores you is another. something in you breaks, but you know you’ve angered the pirate empress enough for one day. you don’t hesitate before scrambling to your feet and leaving her alone. after you close the door, you hear a shriek that’s accompanied by what sounds like a large vase shattering. you don’t bother checking on her, because you know you’re not wanted in her presence right now.

you should’ve seen this coming. one doesn’t simply think about another lover while in the presence of boa hancock; it’s absurd and theatrical, but it’s an unspoken rule that you keep breaking over and over. in the back of your mind, you know you should go make things right with her, but you just don’t know how.

hancock’s frustration continues to build throughout the day. she doesn’t know why someone — you, a commoner who should be groveling at her feet daily — can be so insolent without remorse. she’s smashed several expensive sculptures, shredded her mattress and bed sheets with large scissors, and cursed out every staff member in kuja palace. her anger only intensifies when she hears someone whisper your name, so she locks herself in her bedroom, refusing meals or assistance from anyone.

you’ve always thought that the pirate empress was annoying, self-centered, and unnecessarily mean without reason. you’ve told her this on several occasions, stunning her into silence — a feat that most cannot achieve. hancock would normally sentence someone to death for those sorts of callous remarks, but for some reason she spares you. maybe it’s because despite her incomparable, unrivaled beauty, you don’t helplessly pine after her.

and she absolutely hates that about you.

hancock’s not someone who’s used to being treated like a regular person, and yet that’s what you do to her. you barely hold any reverence for her, give her the minimal amount of respect owed as a citizen of amazon lily, and you don’t flinch when she threatens you publicly. most are afraid to be associated with you, out of fear for incurring the snake princess’ wrath — not that you care, you’ve known that your personality can’t be tolerated by most because you tend to happily go against the grain.

you’ve always found her beauty to be intense and intoxicating — imposing like the sun, forcing a heat to surge through you that has yet to dissipate. you hate that your attraction to her impedes your daily life, especially when you’re plagued by dueling thoughts of her and your ex. you’re barred from entering the palace, and you’re thankful for it as you don’t know how you’d be able to face hancock after all that you’ve said. you know that you should apologize profusely, but a woman like hancock requires something extravagant and elaborate — something that’ll prove that your adoration and loyalty is genuine and not forced.

the first few days are relatively easy; you work tirelessly to keep your mind and body busy, and you’re so exhausted by the end of the day that you sleep without dreaming. when a week passes, you start to notice that certain things are off; you didn’t make it a habit of frequenting the palace that often, but you were there enough that the staff didn’t give you a hard time when you showed up unannounced. you tell yourself that distance is good — it means you’ll be able to finally focus on the things that are important to you.

but, when you sit and think about it, you’re not quite sure if that’s entirely true.

after the second week, you start getting antsy. your friends keep pestering you, asking why your mood keeps shifting day to day — you’re intolerable and grouchy, snap at minor things and make mistakes all day. your heart, as tired and as worn out as it is, still skips a beat when you think about hancock despite what you try to tell yourself when you’re alone. somehow, you’ve convinced yourself that the only reason why you’re thinking about her, is because you miss fucking her.

the lie is tough to digest, but you keep repeating it and sooner or later you’ll believe it, right?

soon, everything reminds you of her.

on a warm night, a small festival is held, and you wander around listless and slightly tipsy. memories of the first time you met boa hancock — outside of all the fanfare that her royal title awards her — plague you relentlessly. you remember the warmth from that night, similar to this one; you remember how highly oppressive and unbearable the humidity was; and you also remember that you were on your third drink when you unceremoniously bumped into the pirate empress.

at first, her sisters demanded you apologize, but you were annoyed and had just been dumped so you chose audacity instead.

hancock’s irritation was evident, despite her not saying much — and it wasn’t until your rambling struck a nerve that she fired back. it was the first time he’d let her walls down, and her sisters watched in shock as both of you went back and forth over nothing. hancock called you all sorts of terrible names, and you sneered and laughed in her face. the fact that you weren’t cowering in fear or salivating over her beauty set her skin on fire in a way she didn’t understand.

you remember her dismissing the other gorgon sisters, insisting that she’d be able to handle you on her own. and she did, in a way. if anyone were to ask her about that time, hancock would easily admit that she regrets meeting you that night — but it would be a lie. the only thing she regrets is allowing you to infiltrate her heart, to settle without permission, to make her feel less than when she knew she was anything but.

her brattiness is unappealing on the surface and you normally wouldn’t be attracted to a woman who boldly wears such an ugly personality with pride. somehow, hancock has made the trait endearing to you, in a strange way; she’s so unapologetic with her behavior, that you find it rather comical. why people take her seriously is beyond you.

but, despite all of that, you do miss her.

you miss seeing the way her nose would scrunch and wrinkle when she was disgusted with something insignificant and minute; you miss kissing her in the middle of arguments and watching her easily melt underneath your touch; but you mostly miss hearing her complain about your lack of etiquette, about how odd she finds your views on the world, and about how you see her more clearly than anyone else on the island.

that sort of vulnerability terrifies her, and it’s why she’s been so miserable without you.

her sisters pay you a visit one morning and implore you to talk some sense into hancock. they tell you about how her temper tantrums have gotten uncontrollable (even for them) and how she barely eats or bothers leaving the palace these days. that bit surprises you, as hancock thrives off the validation from the populace. at first you mean to refuse them, but when you take note of how marigold anxiously fidgets with the gold bracelet around her wrist and the way sandersonia has dark circles under her eyes, you give in.

after taking a long, long soak in the bath, hancock pads back to her room naked, deciding to keep the windows open so she can air dry properly. you find her shortly after, out of breath from running over to the palace; she didn’t lock her door — and why should she? she’s the empress, after all — so you enter her room with ease. because she’s been so out of it lately, she’s been sluggish in her reactions to certain things; especially since she hasn’t stopped thinking about you.

with the door shut and locked behind you, hancock’s mind clears a bit; she blinks slowly, her dark eyes honed on you, taking in your thick thighs and toned body. as usual, hancock’s face only features an impassive expression, and she keeps her tone flat when she addresses you.

“why the hell are you in my bedroom?” she grabs the silk robe that’s draped over her mattress and puts it on in a rush.

before you can answer her or move closer, she picks up a large pillow and chucks it at you in the hopes that you’ll get the hint and leave her alone. you sidestep the attack, lips pressed together as you hold back a laugh; she can’t honestly think that a pillow will stop you, can she? hancock keeps throwing things, anything within her reach that isn’t nailed down to the floor or wall. you try to reason with her, try to make your way closer, but stop when you see the way her lips quiver.

she keeps fumbling with tying her robe properly, keeps looking down at her trembling fingers — the same ones that have tugged on your hair more times than you can count — but still she won’t say anything else to you.

after a minute, hancock manages to compose herself once again, her lips pressed tightly together as she fights the urge to berate herself for looking weak in front of you — as if you care about any of that. your silence compels her to swiftly make her way towards you, long legs shimmering in the sunlight, captivating you so much that you forget you’re supposed to be angry with her.

“look at you,” she stands tall, her pride giving her the confidence she needs to verbally tear you apart. “you’ve come begging for my forgiveness, right?” she doesn’t wait for you to respond and simply flips her hair over her shoulder before continuing. it’s all she can do to keep her composure around you; she knows if she gives you even a fraction of an inch, you’ll take a whole damn mile. “i should have you gutted for entering the palace without permission. you should know your damn place.” while her words are harsh, her delivery doesn’t quite match the expression on her face. maybe it’s because you haven’t taken your eyes off of her since you entered her room; or, maybe it’s because she’s standing much closer than necessary but can’t physically move herself away.

did you cast a spell on her without her knowledge?

while her eyes do narrow at that possibility, she highly doubts that you could, as there’s no one on amazon lily that doesn’t succumb to her treacherous beauty. but you continue to defy her expectations and you never know when to quit. which is why she just wants to grab you by the neck and toss you out the window; maybe if she actually kills you this time, she’ll be done with you forever.

except, she could never bring herself to harm you — not really. so she continues with her rant, reminding you that you’re beneath her, that you should be happy someone like her gave you any attention at all, but the more she talks, the more you want her to just shut the hell up.

“you’re right,” you say, cutting her off without remorse or any regards for your own safety, “and i deserve all of that,” and possibly more, but you don’t add that bit in. it becomes a little difficult to focus, what with hancock watching you with a different kind of intensity than you’re used to. “i… should’ve just explained myself properly before. but, more importantly,” you decide to take a risk and gently grab her by the hips.

silence wraps around her, blending into her thoughts, warping her perception of everything that’s happening. your hand is warm — much too warm, hot almost; she can feel the heat through the flimsy fabric as she presses her body closer to yours. whatever it is you want to tell her doesn’t matter — maybe she’ll pester you about it all later, but right now all she wants is you.

so, you give in and allow yourself to be more selfish than usual.

when your lips brush against hers, she completely comes alive — the longing you both felt for weeks, the irritation and unsaid words, they all prompt her to wrap her arms around your neck. it’s something short of a loving embrace, but you know better. your kiss goes from slow and tender to something much more fevered and enthusiastic; her lips are soft and supple, wholly inviting and terribly mesmerizing. you back her against the wall as she threads her fingers through your hair, tugging on it roughly, her patience practically nonexistent from all her wanting. you laugh at her in between kisses, breath warm against her skin — a feat that simultaneously annoys and arouses her — and remind her to play nice.

when she tugs on your hair again, you bite her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, but run your tongue along the miniature wound to soothe the sting. she inhales sharply, the pain not noticeable, but the way you suck on her lip makes her head spin while also leaving her breathless.

 a woman like hancock doesn’t beg, but when you grab her ass roughly — aggressive, yet completely undoing — she lets out a whimper so pathetic she’s almost ashamed of herself.

she should slap you, but all she does is roll her hips forward once you spread her legs and run your fingers against her folds. in a fit of desperation, to excuse her reactions, she tells herself that it’s because she hasn’t been touched in so long — but deep down she knows the truth; she knows it’s because there’s no one else she’d rather have here with her, and that is a terrifying revelation. still, she’s very receptive to your touch, her back arching as soon as you spread her with your fingers.

her arousal drips down slowly, and while you’d love to take your time with her, you also know that if you don’t hurry up you might actually lose your mind. you trail kisses down the length of her neck, and hancock presses her lips together to keep from making any more embarrassing noises. it’s ridiculous the way her body can easily be commanded by you without much effort; she wants to hate you for leading her down this path, but she can’t ever bring herself to do so.

love makes people incredibly foolish and tender indeed.

“that won’t do,” you remark lightly, gliding your fingers back and forth, barely grazing her clit. her breathing stops momentarily when you open her robe completely and drop to your knees in front of her. “why are you holding back?” you don’t ask her because you actually want the answer; you ask because you know it’ll annoy her greatly.

you tease her entrance with your fingers and a shiver fires through her entire body; with her lips parted, you strain your ears a bit, but you hear through her all of her light panting, her softly saying please, please, please. she’s trying so hard to hold it together, and you commend her for her efforts by inching your fingers inside of her slowly. hancock’s façade finally shatters, and you hear her moan audibly as you plunge your fingers in and out of her pussy. you love the way she clenches around your fingers — warm and tight, soft in a way that just doesn’t make sense to you — and the way she moves her hips once your tongue playfully swirls around her clit.

you drape her long, shapely leg over your shoulder and scissor your fingers inside of her pussy; you hum against her skin, thoroughly enjoying the way her chest heaves and how she can’t seem to stop moaning your name.

if only she was always this compliant.

a heat passes through your body as her nails rake against your scalp, and if you weren’t so hellbent keeping her steady, she’d probably fall over by now. you eat her pussy with vigor, swapping your fingers for your tongue; you thrust it inside without remorse, and she quickly becomes a whimpering mess as she chants “yes, yes, yes.” you mean to tell her to keep it down, but a part of you also enjoys it when she lets go and gives into her desires. you don’t want to get caught, but the thrill of it incites you to lap at her pussy — greedy and eager, as if it’s the most savory meal you’ve ever had. her wetness drips down your chin, glistening along your lips but you don’t stop.

she watches you in a trance, unsure if she’ll ever be able to let you go after this. possessive by nature, hancock never thought she’d find herself in this sort of position, but there she is, completely under your spell. every swipe of your tongue brings her closer and closer to the edge — a dangerous dance that she does without thinking. she brings her free hand to cup and knead one of her breasts — hefty and round, moaning repeatedly, voice already straining as she shamelessly rides your face.

you love it, though and when you suck on her clit roughly, lightning wraps around her veins, time slowing down around her, causing her vision to blur. she’s so wound up, that the orgasm takes her completely by surprise — her hips buck wildly and you hold her firmly as you work your fingers back into her pussy. you pull away just to give her a haughty look — one that she catches by accident through her tear-stained lashes — voice low and husky as you continue teasing her. “you’re doing so good,” you lick her clit hard enough to have her eyes roll back, “do you trust me?”

it's not fair of you to ask her genuine questions right now, but you need to know.

hancock swallows hard, unable to think properly, but answers without hesitation: “y-yes.”

her voice is sweet, much more demure than you’re used to; your heart suddenly feels much too big for your chest, the beats growing louder and thunderous; a dangerous combination when coupled with your cowardice. but you know better than to cower away, so you muster the courage to quietly respond with, “good, i’m glad.”

you’re not sure why you ask her that, but you keep thinking about it when you have her naked on her bed with her hands bound above her. thanks to you, her normally blemish-free skin is littered with bite marks and dark red bruises — small and harmless, but you do feel a sliver of remorse when you realize she’ll have to cover herself up for a bit when she’s outside of the palace. you tell her she’s a masterpiece worthy of exhibition, and she tells you that you’re insolent for stating the obvious.

she’s so beautiful and vulnerable in this position — flushed cheeks, tears in her eyes, legs shaking as they’re spread wide for you; her pussy is swollen after you slapped it a few times when she gave you lip a few minutes ago. out of habit, hancock wants to run her mouth again when you hover over her, but her words never come out. she looks up at you, silently wondering why you keep coming back to her. the melancholy that accompanies those thoughts is heavy enough to make her want to cry, so she ignores it. she wraps her legs around you as you rock your hips against hers, cunt still dripping — eager and inviting.

fucking hancock is like being trapped in a feverish dream, one where you fall over and over, unable to predict if you’ll survive in the end. it’s an unending maelstrom — powerful and unpredictable, wild, and all-consuming. sweat pools at your temples, but you don’t slow down until you wrench another orgasm out of her. her voice grows hoarse, and she claws at your chest; you lick the tears off her cheeks and kiss her in a way that deludes her into thinking that she’s your one and only.

when you finally cum, it’s with her name on your lips. your hips stutter and your breath is uneven — for you, your pleasure comes mostly from watching her unravel underneath you. hancock never lets you stay over, but she’s surprisingly soft with you afterwards, even letting you run your fingers through her silky, ink-black hair.

the intimacy scares both of you, but you can’t stop yourself from touching her like that. and even though you’re both sticky and sweaty, skin burning in a way that doesn’t make sense, you still stay close to one another.

she opens her mouth several times, the compulsion to curse you out for driving her mad grows weaker as time passes. she watches you fall asleep and she admires your features without restraint. she refuses to tell you that you’re much more attractive than she’d like you to be; she’d rather you be hideous with a shitty personality, but that’s not the case, is it? she’s hopelessly enamored with you, and you with her.

nothing will ever be perfect between the two of you, but you don’t need perfection or superficiality — not with her; you like dealing with the true, raw version of herself. there will be a moment — not now, but in the near future — where you’ll be brave enough to finish your confession; but for now, you keep it to yourself, tucked safely away in your heart, and enjoy the way your limbs are tangled with hers.

#*cries softly* #i am finished!!! finally #fic request #500+ followers event #milestone event #🍭✨🍨sticky & sweet event🧁✨🍭 #one piece smut #one piece angst #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #boa hancock #boa hancock x reader #boa hancock x y/n #boa hancock smut #hancock x reader #hancock x y/n #one piece imagine

[mqstermindswift]

.•° ✿ °•. nicky’s cruel summer event °•. ✿ .•°

my intro post

thank you sm for 350 followers.i don’t think i even know this many ppl in rl nor did i know that this many ppl liked my rants,but like thank you so much for staying.im so grateful for all of you.enjoy this summer-y vibes event!!(out of season ik but summer is and will always be superior)

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☀️- ask me anything (p.s. won’t be sharing person info such as address,phone number,etc.)

🥥- i’ll make a moodboard of any song/album/character/anything rlly

🎧- i’ll make you a 15 song playlist based on wtv u want (on spotify only)

🍿 - i’ll recommend a/some movies (please specify the genre/time period)

🎵- give me a song to listen to and i’ll give u my opinion on it

💕 - i’ll give you a list of things + a song + a quote that reminds me of you

🧣- i’ll give you an outfit that i think matches your vibes using pinterest

💫- recommend me a movie/show/song/etc

🐚- i’ll tell you a story (please be specific but totally fine if u don’t specify what kind of story)

💋- ask for advice about anything

🫂 - anonymously (or not) tell me a secret you want to get off your chest

✈️- i plan my dream vacation id go with you

🤪- i’ll design you a room using pinterest

🌴- i’ll make you a (small) pinterest board

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THIS EVENT IS OPEN FOR EVERYONE!MOOTS,FOLLOWERS,PPL WHO DONT KNOW ME!

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→ request as many things/times as you want but please keep it two per ask

→ all posts related to this event under that tag #nicky’s cruel summer event

→ event ending on february 25(will only be lasting a week sorry,might change the date tho,we’ll see)

→ if i take time,im not ignoring you it’s just that im busy or unmotivated!!

→ all posts here

→ this is inspired by @myster3y and @in-the-sweet-november-rain

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌tagging some moots:

@baboland @reminiscentreader @nqds @dinocam13 @a-wondering-thought @skeelly @sophiesonlinediary @doyoujustnotwantto @foaming-sea @stars-over-ice-cream @sureallavnder @never-enough-novels @urbanflorals @lost-in-reveriie @the0nlyallison @gergthecat @my-mind-is-frozen @deprivedofbraincellsandsleep @a-beautiful-fool @whoishana @mayalovestay13 + all my other moots

again thank you so much

-nicky <3

#nicky shit talks #nicky’s cruel summer event

[bugsoda]

Hey! ✨BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD✨ Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. 💞💕

hehe♡ :3

im not going to send asks bc STRESS but i will tag ppl and if you are tagged and want to send asks you can :33

@onemossygoblin @pissfaggot-enby @kratt09 @n4682 @ace-of-rabbits @cosmik-debris-777 @kermiethefroog @girl-hobbit (right back at ya >:3)

#aurggdhdhusiaajjdhfj #there needs to be a reaction gif of a person crumbling into a pile of rocks and dust #ask

[aimbutmiss]

hahaha I read your tags on your reblog of my frobin post and I want to clear the air & say I find Franky wildly attractive (2nd only to sanji for me tbh) I just know that's not the overall consensus and was trying to remain neutral since I know that's a big reason ppl don't wanna ship her with Franky 😔💔 so you are not at all wrong to see his beauty 😊

Yeah I get it!!!! I understand that he's not conventionally attractive but it makes me so sad that characters like that get swept under the rug a lot :( not just within ships but their over all character popularity as well 💔 Usopp is another example, he would be A LOT more popular if he was "attractive" when he's one of my favourite characters 😔 quite disappointing but it is what it is

I also read your tags on my shuggy post and they made me laugh a lot btw 💕

#one piece #franky #cutty flam #frobin #usopp

[lalacliffthorne]

Counter point to the "not enough Az" in the roommates series - I think it is one of the most real and heartwarming set of stories I've read.

Yes, I'd love more if Az/reader - but not because I expect it to be the focus. It's because it's a beautiful depiction of a relationship. Even during the hard moments you touch on, they way they get through them together is so deeply loving and dare I say - healthy.

But to the actual point, I absolutely fucking adore how you write the relationships and dynamics of the four of them. Plus slowly bringing in the other IC folks is just amazing and cleverly written. I am honestly excited to see how you pull Feyre and Rhys together finally (loved the little shows of that for the NYE story) through reader's eyes - and then Nesta. Damn am I curious how you would bring that about for Cas.

At the end of the day, its an ensemble story with the heart of it being all four of them. Given the high amount of Az angst lately that has had a heartbreaking ending for him and reader, this series has been a breath of fresh air that has made my heart happy. Often when I have needed that bit of joy the most.

"Not Enough Az Anon", there are plenty of Az x Reader stories. Just follow the tag down the rabbit hole, there are is an absolute wealth of talented writers putting out stories you'll love.

And also, thanks for all your hard work and sharing your stories with us. 💖

omg 🥹💞

ngl, this made me tear up a little 🙈 thank you so much for all of this, darling 💕

you put so many things about this perfectly (and said loads of stuff that made me blush furiously like aw shucks 🙈🙈🙈) this series seriously means so freaking much to me!! and hearing that for you it's exactly what it was meant to be; a little break full of warmth and silliness and comfort - not just with a romantic relationship but also with friendships and family - makes me so incredibly happy!! 😭

it IS an ensemble story about all of them, and I can not wait for more ppl to slowly make appearances 😏

and of course!!! this is so much more fun than just hoarding them on my laptop, and messages like these make it so beyond worth it💞🙈

[kissitbttr]

TJANK FUCKING GOD YOURE TALKING ABOUT THE R@PE SHIT IN THIS FANDOM. I'm actually in disbelief of how often it's being written. And I get the whole 'dont like, then scroll' and whatever, but when I open up my dash/tags and the first FIVE FUCKING FICS are r@pe fics???? And there's more every day, by the same, but also newer writers??? Wanna know what that is? Normalization. There's one blog on here that's so so so bad for it. And honestly, I get darker content, and I get the interest in rape from a psychological and conditional aspect, but that is when it's being taken seriously. These writers on here? Yeah, they're not fucking taking it seriously. If I see one more '💕🌷🎀' on a r@pe fic, I'm going to fucking lose it.

I can't imagine showing a survivor of SA one of these fics and telling them there is more like it. Like... How embarrassing. But the excuse is that the writers were SA'd and that this is the way they can work through their trauma. Personally, that literally does not add up to me. But! I'm not a psychologist so I can't dictate how someone works through their trauma. But, I can have an opinion on what they put on a public domain. And that's where the whole COD fandom issue lies. There is literally no healthy discourse. If you ask someone why they write about r@pe, they either block you, publicly slander you like you're the idiot for asking about a r@pe fic (???), or tell you to fuck off or something. Like... Why can't we just have a healthy discussion about it?? ESPECIALLY in a fandom with a pretty large female following. We SHOULD be talking about this not being hostile to each other, writers and readers alike.

Idk, sorry for the word dump. I spent four hours talking to a friend about this (who doesn't have Tumblr) and the general consensus was the same. I wish people could just think a little more critically. Just because you have a kink, or think somethings hot, doesn't always mean it's okay. And when you're consistently writing about it as a way to work through it, and posting it online, that just might be a sign that you should talk to a professional, cause there's nothing wrong with getting a second opinion.

took the fucking words outta my mouth babe. you are so RIGHT

tbh i never seen someone actively open about their trauma and say that they write the r*** fics as a way for them to cope. that’s definitely new to me. i mean, i’m no expert too and i can’t exactly say and tell them how to feel but yea that’s a little… bizarre. whether or not they’re using that as an excuse so they can write it i have nothing to say abt that. but if it’s a lie then they can go fuck themselves.

it’s not only this fandom i believe, right? there’s gotta be more and that’s the most fucked up thing about it. like i do not need to know you’re some mentally fucked individual who enjoys writing and reading about r*** content, u keep that shit to yourself. do not bring that bullshit here.

it’s pretty saddening to know that telling ppl to fuck off is their only response. which makes me realized that they are only good for one thing. how could you not have any ounce of decency in you to actually be aware of those things and realize that r*** is not okay and will never be okay?? I don’t care what’s the excuse or whatever reasons u want to bring to the table. if u don’t wanna talk about how r*** takes the joy out of a SA victim and leave a permanent scar in which they have to live with everyday, then there is no point in writing them at all.

and also, you know what saddens me more? the blogs that normally write them comes from women. because, man… you should’ve known better… you should’ve known that no woman on earth could ever live in peace knowing that one exact fear is the reason why we are so terrified of going out alone. why we are so terrified of men. why would you ever go out your way and change these beautiful characters to be some sort of evil spawn ?? weird ass bitches.

don’t be sorry for the word dump!! because i’m glad that some of you came into my inbox and expressed your thoughts about this particular bullshit.

they do need to get some help. and i mean this in the most nicest and disrespectful way possible tbh.

#anon #answered #also… which blog u talking abt cause i need to block em

[skykashi]

Hiii! I just wanted to tell you that I love when you reblog my Kakashi posts and add pictures and funny tags! Sadly a lot of people just reblog or like without interacting much.. but I swear when I see your additions, they always make me giggle and they make my day better 🥰

To me you're the famous Kakashi blog™ that I look up to, so when you reblog my posts I know they're good and I feel accomplished!

All of this to say you're one of my favourite naruto blogs, you're so funny and lovely! And your interactions with my posts make me so happy!

I hope you have an amazing day and see many many lovely Kakashi pics!! 🥰💕

Omg, all of that for.. me?!!!

Thank you so much 😭❤️ you didn't just make my day, you made my entire year 😭😭❤️❤️

I'm the lucky one here to have a lot of lovely ppl who enjoy my Kakashi obsession as much as I do 🥰 and since this year is almost over, I hope we all the Kakashi enjoyers, have a beautiful year full of lots and lots of wholesome Kakashi stuff 🥰

#my asks #sky answers #wonderful Tumblr friends

[eldrichfuck666]

Get to know the blogger - I was tagged by @bnt0 (thank you so much for tagging me! 💕 I really love to talk on my blog so hehe here we go)

Show your wallpaper - I still haven't change it so here it is again ^^ And there is also the last song I've listened to! (I listen to it for an hour already someone help me)

Last song you've listened to - it's Vertebrae by Vertebrae by Bjork because my brain won't let me listen to something else..

Currently reading - I'm rereading The Red Dragon from Hannibal Series by Thomas Harris, yes, again

Last movie - Raw (2016)!

Last show - Interview with The Vampire (2022) and I'm so in love honestly

Craving - matcha tea and bethmännchen 🤤🤤

What are you wearing rn ;) - OKAY I'M NAKED so?? but i'm wearing rainbow socks sksksks so not completely!

How tall are you - I don't know? Something like 170-74 cm

Tattoos - I don't have any but I want to get one someday but I guess I won't bc I'm too scared of pain and getting infections

Glasses/contacts - only for beauty ;ъ I have vintage glasses with cute chains and I wear it often but I have perfect vision so I've changed the lenses in them to wear comfortably :] It also kinda looks like Ansel's glasses!

Last thing you ate - hot cheetos and borschtsch with sour cream!

Favorite color - I don't know (2) but any vibrant color will do! But my special color is paris green! I love the history of this color especially and also, it's just gorgeous

Current obsession - Antinous.... I'm ready to start his cult here in Germany to be honest + Sharp Objects! (although I watched It a year ago lmao)

Any pets - Sadly, none! But my parents have a dog and I love her sm!

Favorite fictional character - Will Graham from Hannibal. I'm sorry XD

Last place you traveled - Does Frankfurt count??

I'm tagging anyone who wants to do this and some of my mutuals! (Hope you don't mind, but if you do - as always, I'm sorry :[ And ofc, you're free to ignore!) @bloody-soda @wildmelon @2013trait @nigmos @birdietrait @isthisdesire98 @damseljamsel (im tagging a bit more ppl later bc I want to 💗 love you, my mutuals! :'> )

#nonsims #.txt #well kinda txt #tag game

[anytimebitchess]

I was tagged by the lovely @zbee & @rainingmbappe & @mcity-xe ! Thank you for thinking of me asdhuixskwI🤭🥹 and I love you 💕🫶🏼🫂

Rules : post 10 of your favorite comfort movies and then tag 10 people.

OMG! There are too many movies to choose from 😱 but here I picked the ones I always go back to. Recently the only time I watch a movie is when I go to the cinema…so I haven’t re-watched anything recently.

Interstellar - Christoper Nolan (this movie is beautiful is the only movie which can make my cry every time I watch it)

Eat, Prey, Love - Ryan Murphy (to me this movie feels like a warm hug)

Mamma Mia! - Phyllida Lloyd

Clueless - Amy Heckerling (I want to imagine that I’m Cher, but I’m more the flipped version of her lol)

Sexmission - Juliusz Machulski (my favorite Polish movie, where two men who were hibernated in 1991, wake up in 2044 and to find out that men don’t exist after an atomic war, and only women survived. It’s really funny and interesting. If you love Barbie, I think this movie is worth taking a shot!)

The Indians Jones series.

The Dark Knight trilogy - Christoper Nolan (Christian Bale, Cillian Murphy, Heath Ledger and Tom Hardy…+ IT’S Batman!)

Any 007 movie (I like the older 007 movies)

Louis de Funès comedies.

La La Land - Damien Chazelle (this movie had me on a chokehold for a whole year, I absolutely love the soundtrack)

+ there are so many more I wanna add, these are the first one’s who popped in my head.

Tagging (I WANT TO TAG MORE!! 😭 ‘cuz i want to know everyone’s thoughts so I tagged the first few ppl who were on my dash lol):

@7kylian @jkkyks @kylivier @lilpepi @kymb-10 @cant-get-no-worse @blaugrana-blues @futbofurbo @hattrickprincess @virgilvandijkswifey no pressure!!! 🫶🏼

#idk what my taste in movies is lol #I wanted to add E.T but the older I get the more I see it as a sad movie and I can’t watch it without crying #also I love the breakfast club I watched that move religiously when I was in middle school

[chal-latte]

Timmy being a big fan of the reader who’s a rising movie star. And they meet at the met gala, and it’s just love at first sight. Timmy being awkward af

A/N: I see movie i see dune. bare w me 🥺 also pretend like she’s casted for irulan corrino in dune 2. i think this is kinda diff from what ur inspo butttttt HOPE U LIKE THIS <3

y/i/n

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y/i/n met a cool guy at my first met gala ✨🏹🖤

tagged: @riccardotisci17

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↪️ y/i/n best night ever (skipped to the good part)

↪️ y/i/n best night ever (skipped to the good part)

↪️ sydneylcarlson comin in hot (came)

↪️ y/i/n @sydneylcarlson SYD????!!!!!

fanpage18 NAAAAAH I THINK IK

fanpage16 okay..timothee????liked???this???

tommy.dorfman get it get it get it

↪️ y/i/n werkkkkkk 🍑

fanpage90 baby’s getting her recognition as she deserves😆😆 to the big screen we go💕

fanpage58 YALL SEEING THIS?

burberry 🖤🖤🖤

fanpage37 we all know how much she loves burberry and riccardo look at her now!!! being the face of her dream brand🤩🥹

metmuseum we are delighted to have you in our gala, y/n!

fanpage76 the only ruling queen irulan corrino 👸👸👸

riccardotisci17 that cool guy is not me guys Xx

↪️ stellamaxwell mic drop

↪️ y/i/n @riccardotisci17 @stellamaxwell STOPPP

tchalamet

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fanpage90 GO KING

h.a shine bright brother ⭐️⭐️⭐️

metmuseum happy to have you in the museum timothée 👑

fanpage16 THAT ! BOY ! IS ! MINE !

fanpage67 god i’d do anything to see his interaction w y/n

↪️ fanpage77 wait what

↪️ fanpage67 yeah enews talked ab timothee making a move on y/n

cartier perfection 💎✨

y/i/n cool

↪️ tchalamet ☺️

fanpage39 timothee be twirling his hair rn bet

fanpage72 BABE WAKE UP Y/N AND TIMOTHEE R DATING

fanpage19 the world rn: trembling and quacking

hichasestokes incredible work @y/i/n

↪️ y/i/n shut up chase

fanpage49 go bad bitch go bad bitch go!

fanpage82 im taking u as my prom date please accept

*Liked by @y/i/n

fanpage66 Y/N SIGHTING YALL WHATS GOING ON

fanpage49 BRUHHHHHH HE KNOWS WHATS UP I’d date y/n too tbf

billieeilish you sure look nice in her eyes man

↪️ fanpage38 LMAO SAY WHAT NOW

fanpage33 TIMOTHEE IS THE COOL GUY?!

tchalamet tagged @y/i/n in a story!

tchalamet corrino beaut

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enews the fresh face of hollywood y/n l/n and our sweetheart timothée chalamet went to the met gala after party hand in hand. seems like they can’t keep their hands to themselves— notice how they are always at arms length in the pictures? even though this is their first time meeting each other, we believe this is “love at first sight” what do you think?

tagged: @y/i/n @tchalamet

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fanpage55 it couple

fanpage90 i ship them so bad idc if theyve j met i need them to be together

fanpage11 mid

fanpage18 theyd be a beautiful couple fr theyre both so vibrant and loving 💕

fanpage86 parents

fanpage89 L femme he can do better

↪️ fanpage27 nah its the fact that he made a move first

fanpage33 im not sure ab this but y/nabel will always be in my heart

fanpage56 lol wtf is wrong w these haters just let them be happy theyre young and they deserve to fall in love and be in love some of yall have pure hatred on seeing other ppl being happy and it shows

fanpage27 y/ntimothee engraved in my soul

fanpage16 theyre not even dating yet but theyre ab to make history

fanpage97 ICONNNNNNNNNNNNNN

#timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet imagine #timothee fic rec! #paul atreides #paul atreides imagine #timothee chalamet imagines #timothee chalamet au #imagine #instagram au

[majunju]

Hello, I truly love your work and how you depict Lumine thank you for carrying our strong love for this beautiful and strong woman that she is by yourself haha 💕💕

I would like to ask if you might trying of doing commissions in the future as I would be totally ready to throw you all my money for you!!

Also, could I have permission for drawing your genshin character ? I think he’s really cute and would like to know if it’s okay to draw him! Thank you for reading me this far, keep up the hard work!!!

(TEARS IN MY EYES) OH MY GOSH THANK U SO MUCH..!!!!! honestly lumine is like. one of my favourite characters ever so i'm so happy that u like my portrayal of her ;___;

honestly i'm rly busy w uni atm so i dont think i'll be opening comms anytime soon, but if i do i think i'll announce it on twitter (user majunjuu) BUT THANK U ANYWAYS FOR ASKING.!!!!

AND OF COURSE !!!! PLEASE TAG ME WHEN U DO ! i love it when ppl draw my ocs i even have a separate channel on my personal discord for fanart to scroll through when im sad

#asks #lumine my babygirl i'll defend u til the day i die #haven't been drawing much genshin stuff but thats bc im lowkey burnt out in the game LOL maybe i'll get more inspired once sumeru releases

[nothingbutsunflowers]

ppl you’d like to get to know better (or refresh acquaintance with)

ty essie @sun-lt for the tag! 🌻💕 hope you're having a lovely summer ☀️

last song: just rb'd vienna by billy joel so i guess that one!

currently watching: finished dungeons and drag queens episode one the other day -- so fun, literally laughed out loud multiple times, and I'm eager to watch the rest... but waiting until they've all been posted on dropout before I start my trial there haha. otherwise kind of between shows atm -- feel free to send recs!

current obsession: staying cool! it is currently over 30c indoors which is... not. right. lmao. also sleeping. always sleeping. i <3 sleep

currently reading: i've only just started both of these, so idk if it counts as actively reading yet, but: crip negativity by j. logan smilges as my nonfiction read, and empty theatre (Or, the Lives of King Ludwig of Bavaria and Empress Sisi of Austria (Queen of Hungary), Cousins, in Their Pursuit of Connection and Beauty Despite the Expectations Placed on Them Because of the Exceptional Good Fortune of Their Status as Beloved National Figures. With Speculation into the Mysterious Nature of Their Deaths) by jac jemc as my fiction read!

tagging @thequeerlibrarian , @muldxr , @roy-wambsgans , @paradise-compass , @evilovesyou , and anyone else who sees this and wants to play -- but absolutely feel free to ignore, too!

#tag games #text

[blaqueswanzaghouliishiilikeda]

15 Questions 15 Mutuals

hiiiii 🫶🏾💕

tagged by @medusadeux & @demonicgodarmand 🫂💕✨🥹

1. Are you named after anyone?

i gave myself my current name first, middle and last. but my birth middle name is really special to me and it was after my grandma, and an aunt that passed 🤍

2. When was the last time you cried?

i’m not a big crier. but when i do get into those moments it really all comes out. i think the last time was a week ago or two weeks. idk, time is doing a thing rn. but i was by a lake it was beautiful and i was talking to someone incredible and processing some things. so it was good.

3. Do you have kids?

no, i love kids, but no i dont.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

not often, or at all really. i like really clear communication. sarcasm makes things confusing for me sometimes.

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

i wanted to be a cheerleader. i loved playing volleyball for fun. i had hops for a while, and im tall, so my gym teacher asked me to join the basketball team, but i resented being asked about it all the time so i didnt. the jump i did that got his attention went crazy tho. whole room slowed down and got slient. i think i would have been good at it tho.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

kindness and if theres an oddness to them. i like odd ppl.

7. What's your eye color?

brown. not the darkest but close.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

both, just depends on what im tryna get into. but rn im fascinated with horror.

9. Any special talents?

singing i suppose. dancing, while i still have my megan knees. and lot of art stuff.

10. Where were you born?

Nairobi, Kenya

11. What are your hobbies?

reading, writing, singing, dancing, drawing, cooking

12. Do you have pets?

yes. this little bean [Korra Lula] is my best friend. i love her so.

13. How tall are you?

5’10” / 177.8 cm

14. Favorite subject in school?

history, english, science, i loved all the gender studies and queer study classes i took too.

15. Dream job?

i want to be a writer. i want it to supplement my life enough that i can just have a simple tasking job like within my community, something local or something and work part time. and i can volunteer to. like thats my ideal situation.

i tag anyone who wants to and you can say it’s me. i hate choosing between y’all. i thought abt all the people i missed for days last time 😭🥺

#mutual questions #thank you for tagging me you cuties 💕🥹

[ghostboyjules]

My Favorite Things™

I think originally @aquilathefighter tagged me for this one, but @rooftopwreck mentioned me in theirs and it reminded me, so thank you both! 💖

Rules: none, just list as many favorite things as you want/can remember!

alright, here we go

my friends (online and off)

chocolate

cats

animals in general actually

libraries

cemeteries/graveyards

anthropology

weather! rain wind storms snow cold ice!

cold cold water when I'm thirsty

iced. coffee. ICED COFFEE.

sleepily making coffee in my kitchen in the predawn quiet before work

showers after a long day

air conditioning

candles

card games

music music music music music

ghosts / the idea of the paranormal

vocal analysis

astrology

singing!

playing games with my friends, laughing so hard we can't speak and our cheeks are sore from smiling

seeing new places for the first time with other people

my grandma's homemade ice cream

speaking of, summer days on my grandma's porch with the fan going and her radio playing old country music

being tipsy with other people and laughing at dumb things

being called cute 🥺

food

men's tits 😌😏

yknow what actually, just. Tits in general. WHAT CAN I SAY..

glasses! I need them to see!! and I like them on other ppl too 🥰

acts of service for the people I love. feeling useful for the sake of someone's happiness

HANDS. HANDS. HANDS.

listening to my friends talk about things they love

quietly listening and being present for a conversation but not being expected to contribute necessarily, yet they still speak as if I'm there with them

omg being able to go back to sleep after waking up and taking a shower thinking you have to go somewhere but you don't. LOVE THAT...

christmas lights, not specifically for the holiday, but just cause I think the lights are all pretty and shiny

and ofc all the fandoms I'm in, specifically rn sandman tho

and the friends I've made because of them!

the dreamling nation discord server :')

watching my friends create beautiful works of art that I get to enjoy 🥰💕

okay that's all for now, I have more just cause there's. so much I love and a lot more to love but I'm tired of typing so much 😭 ajdjsjd I wanna be lazy hehe

tagging: @watermelon-mafia @leave-me-alone-doctor @croakings @caprisun-wizard @wordsinhaled @softest-punk @hxh @bisexualhobgadling @mothmanns aaand @nylarac 💕💖💕 love y'all 🥺🥰🥰

#jules.taggame✨ #my beloved mutuals ✨ #this probably says. a whole lot about me as a person ajdjdjf