#And then there's also the size difference again lol - look some things are allowed to be exactly their face value! Haha
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Masturbation May - Day 8a: First Thing in the Morning (Diavolo)
A/N: Diavolo was suggested by @vampnyx! Sometimes the demon prince just needs to cum ten or twenty times, he can't help how needy he is for his lover :) sorry that it's clearly not May anymore, inspiration hits when it's least expected
Featuring: GN reader || Diavolo x reader
Warnings: masturbation (technically lol); somnophilia??, groping and humping of reader's body but reader gave prior consent; cumshot/cumming on reader's body, some human kink, size kink and a little size difference, dirty talk with a lil degradation, light descriptions of reader's body but not very specific, hinting at continuation of sex with reader at the end; not proofread jafkljsdf
Word count: 2406
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Diavolo was insatiable, and honestly it should have been obvious from the start. He was a massive, powerful demon, coming from a long line of strong warriors stretching back millenia. It existed in his blood, a need to breed and carry on his bloodline. His strength was incredible, so it was only logical that his stamina would match, needing to power his body longer than the average demon.
Unfortunately for you, his human lover, that stamina also transferred to the bedroom. There were plenty of nights that he spent loving you as gently as he could, but it easily lasted all night long, leaving you exhausted and unable to move by the end of it. It came to a point that you had to put a cap on the number of times he could make you cum, otherwise you'd never be able to do anything, bedbound multiple times a week because your boyfriend's game was too good. Of course, Diavolo was very proud of this fact, but he did his best to keep his glee down as he accepted your conditions.
Diavolo appreciated you working out a compromise with him. He definitely didn't blame you, the last thing he wanted was to make you upset or accidentally hurt you. Your sweet, fragile human body could only take so much, he needed to handle you carefully and he wanted to treat you the way you deserved. So he took what he could get, easily reaching the quota you'd set every time he made love to you, getting every last possible drop of cum from you before he either met his restriction or you passed out from exhaustion.
Oftentimes, that meant that Dia was still aching for more long after you'd fallen asleep beside him, your body thoroughly pleasured and showing signs of his love on you, including dark hickeys and the occasional bruise. Tonight was no different, and unfortunately, your visage was only making him hungrier for you, desperate for your touch once more. Diavolo decided to try to sleep off his lust, letting his mind drift to what he hoped would be sweeter, more innocent dreams. But luck clearly wasn't on his side.
Even in his dreams, he couldn't seem to escape his desire.
You both had passed out in the early morning, and Diavolo woke just a few hours later, coming out of a delicious dream not much different from what you two had been doing the night prior. Without looking down, he knew he was already hard again and tenting the sheets, still feeling the lingering phantom feel of your lips on his body, could see your body above him as you rode him at your own leisurely pace and remembered the slick, tight squeeze of your core wrapped around his dick. It never failed to amaze him how well you took his length and rode him like a champ, even going so far as to haunt him deliciously in his subconscious.
Now here he was, standing at attention, already leaking like a faucet and raring to go but knowing your body was likely still exhausted from earlier. It wasn't the first time this happened, so luckily, you'd already sorted out a plan with your needy lover. When Dia was feeling insatiable but your quota was met, you'd allow him to still use you afterwards, even while sleeping. Of course, you knew you wouldn't be able to take him fully like that, he was still a challenge to take even while awake. But most everything else was on the table, with prior discussion.
Diavolo liked to try to rein himself in where he could, even with this allowance, but the remnants of his dream were making his blood run hot, and all he ached for was your touch in the morning light. He scooted closer to your body, where you lay turned away, giving him a nice view of your back and buttocks where the sheets were slipping away. You were thoroughly marked up, little bites showing especially on your hips and the fat of your ass that weren't helping his raging boner.
He couldn't help but lean forward to kiss your back, his hand slinking down to finally relieve the pressure in his groin. He used the generous pre-cum leaking from his slit as lube, spreading it across his shaft for less friction. As he twisted his wrist, he was kissing and nibbling on your flesh, enjoying the way goosebumps rose on your skin in response. He could hear you softly whine and wondered if he was becoming part of your dreams, like you had for his.
Before long, his hips started to thrust forward, in search of more stimulation. His hand was never enough, not now that he had you. And it was like a forbidden fruit dangling in front of him, being able to see and feel your lovely body, but knowing he couldn't do all that he wanted right now. He could wake you up, see if you were OK to continue on, but he hated disturbing your rest.
After a moment of deliberating, he helped lower you forward against the bed, your arms automatically coming up in your sleep for better comfort. He straddled your hips now, taking a moment to admire your body, all the curves and angles he'd long since memorized and smothered in his love. He reached a hand down to gently squeeze your ass, then continued stroking his shaft with his other hand, just recalling to memory the feel of your body against his last night. He imagined taking you now, prone against the sheets, caging you in so you can only hold on for dear life as he filled you again and again. You always did make the best noises when you were at his whim, just a slave to his passionate thrusts.
Diavolo didn’t even realize his eyes had shut, giving in to his pleasure and imagining it was you he was fucking instead of his fist. He couldn’t see, then, the precum he was leaking on you, dirtying you in his lust. But occasionally, he did bump against your body, accidentally at first before starting to do it intentionally, his frenulum rubbing just right against your asscheeks to add to his pleasure.
The plush of your ass and the warmth and softness of your skin helped him along, and before he knew it, he was chanting under his breath. He wasn't very vocal in terms of moans or whimpers, usually grunting in his effort at the most. But he made up for it in talking to you, loved describing in explicit detail how your body squeezed his cock, how he loved watching your eyes roll back as you came for him over and over, how he couldn't wait to mark you with his seed, either inside or out.
"Ffffuck, my love, you feel so good," he panted out, the filthy, slick fapping sounds of his fist filling the air as his hand moved faster. "Love your sweet little human body, how soft you are, how pliant. Such a good little human for me."
As if in response, your hips raised a little, almost like you wanted to present yourself to him, and he certainly didn't miss that. It gave Diavolo a better angle to work with, easier to bump against you.
"Oh? Are you dreaming of me, my love? Are you dreaming of me taking you like this, like my own little fuck toy?" Although you still didn't wake, Dia could see just enough of your face to notice your expression twisted. It was looking very similar to the expression you gave him when he'd thoroughly turned you on and you were just waiting for the moment he'd grant mercy and finally make you cum.
In his lust, he forgot he wasn't trying to wake you, had intended to simply use you a little as encouragement to pleasure himself, but the way your body almost seemed to submit to him now was driving him crazy. He stopped stroking his cock for a moment to grab your ass cheeks, backing up a little and spreading them to get a good look at your core, your now exposed hole already clenching as if in anticipation of his body, your arousal obvious. Oh it was a fight not to take you then and there.
"And look how needy you are, clenching around nothing," he continued. As he kept you spread open, he sandwiched his cock between your cheeks, his abundant precum working well as lubricant as he slowly started to thrust. "You say you're exhausted but it looks like you're already ready for me. You look like I could just slide right in, and you wouldn't even wake up. What do you think of that?"
Of course, you didn't respond, and he didn't expect you to. Really, he had no intention of actually doing that. Your rules were clear when you'd allowed him this much: no penetration, at least not involving his dick specifically, and the last thing he ever wanted to do was destroy your trust or hurt you. But just letting his imagination run wild was enough to fuel his building climax, and the dirty speech simply helped.
He could hear the soft repetitive plap as his large balls tapped against you, and he remembered taking you in this exact position many times in the past. In fact, it was one of his favorites, second only to mating press. Something about it let him reach a particularly deep spot in you, where your legs had jolted every time his cockhead kissed it the first time you two tried it, pulling out a mewl from your lips as he abused this new knowledge. And of course, he was always enamored with how deep he could cum inside you that way, too. You hadn't been able to walk by the end of it, limbs trembling and brain full of mush for longer than usual afterwards, and Dia was obsessed with it.
As he continued thrusting, his strong fingertips still holding your hips and ass up against him, he imagined it now, wishing so deeply he could be buried inside you again. He could feel his climax rising up quickly, and wanted more than anything to empty himself in you. But he settled for a backshot as his pleasure crested, accidentally shoving his weight forward as his balls clenched, just moments before hot ropes of cum shot out. He quickly righted himself, moving back to stroking his throbbing cock with one hand, his free hand squeezing your ass cheek and exposing your hole again, just in time to cum across your ass and your opening as well.
Diavolo was breathing heavily, heartbeat thumping throughout his body, and he gave himself a moment to settle down before looking at his handiwork. It was filthy and gorgeous all the same time, his precious seed covering your skin and dripping down your ass. Something in him wanted to always see you like this, mark you in his seed whenever he could, as unfeasible as it was. However, he couldn’t help but curse as the post nut clarity hit hard, realizing what a mess he made and knowing he’d have to still clean you up, too. He was a prince and a gentleman, after all, he couldn’t just leave you like this.
Diavolo was sure he was much less than quiet in the act, but now that he was hyper-aware of himself again, he was trying to determine how to quietly remove himself to fetch a washcloth for you. However, a soft giggle alerted him, and he looked over to see you looking back at him over your shoulder, a dreamy smile on your face. Your eyes were droopy, trying to blink the sleep out of them yet, but it was clear you knew exactly what happened. Dia couldn’t help it as his face heat up, feeling like he’d been caught in the act even though you’d already given him the okay to start with.
“I thought my dreams were getting pretty horny suddenly. Did you have fun?” you asked, your voice still a little groggy.
Your lover cleared his throat, moving off of your body to give you some space once more.
“I think you’re asking something you already know the answer to, my love,” he chided, and you giggled again. He glanced over at you, his gaze apologetic as he reached out to stroke your face. “Sorry for waking you. Just give me a moment and I will get you cleaned up, then you can go back to sleep.”
You smiled at his touch, before wiggling your hips and kissing his hand, sneaking your tongue out to lick one of his fingers suggestively. That caught Diavolo’s attention, particularly that of his flagging cock as the blood immediately started to rush south for the second time this morning.
“Careful, love, I’m still feeling insatiable this morning, and I know you must be exhausted. You’re really poking the beast.” His tone was warning, but his twitching cock was calling to you, regardless, hopeful for more.
You hummed, taking one of his fingers into your mouth and suckling. Diavolo’s breath hitched as he felt your tongue swirl around the digit, and he was speechless as your mouth popped off of him suddenly, a thin thread of saliva connecting you still.
“Well, maybe I’ve recovered a little and want to see some more of this beast, how about that? Besides, you went and got me all turned on too, getting all handsy like that.” Diavolo couldn’t refute that, he had definitely pushed the boundaries of your agreement. “Maybe if you help me clean off in the bath, we can see just how much more I can take.”
Diavolo was quick to gather you into his arms after that, barely taking a moment to wrap a sheet around you to protect from wandering eyes as he rushed off towards the royal baths. It was almost comical the way his cock bobbed as he practically ran off, and if he wasn’t next in line for the throne, he’d be a laughingstock in the court. But when it came to you, there was much Diavolo was more than willing to put up with; he could handle a little humiliation so long as he had you.
You were truly going to be the death of him.
#diavolo x reader#obey me diavolo#obey me shall we date#obey me smut#diavolo smut#spicy minx 🔥#the minx can write ✍️#cant believe i forgot to mention size kink
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Haha no worries! It's downplayed a lot in the series because it's supposed to be a comedy, but when you start looking more closely at the stuff Kuniharu does, it paints a picture of a terrible father and a bad husband too.
It's been a topic on the blog several times, so I'm sure people can chime in with more evidence, but here's what's off the top of my head...
Raised Kusuke. Nuff said tbh lol.
Kuniharu calls Kusuo a monster multiple times and is almost certainly the reason why Kusuke and Kusuo himself believe that Kusuo is an inhuman freak. This attitude is certainly not coming from Kurumi, and nobody else knew about Kusuo's power. From the beginning of the series, Kusuo genuinely believes he's unable to connect with other human beings, and it's mostly because of this attitude inherited from his father.
Kuniharu is never seen attempting to prevent Kusuke from constantly picking fights with his brother, and only attempting to discipline Kusuo for behavior that Kuniharu considers disrespectful to him. This is mostly a fact by omission, but we do see him belittling Kusuke when the kid obviously already has an inferiority problem.
Kuniharu is one of the worst performers at his job and the first to be let go in the case of a crisis. When he loses his job, he's unable to find any others because his only real skill is shoe-licking. This was a parody chapter though so questionably canon. He's always running late for his job though and we see him trying to make a manga artist rip off Naruto, so honestly it makes sense that he's that bad at his job. The only time he's shown as slightly competent at his job was during a parody chapter too hsfjdlshfks.
However what's definitely canon is that he either doesn't make much money or mis-spends most of it. In an area where Nendo's mom, a single woman, and Satou's family, the exact average family, can afford to live, Kuniharu had to take out an 80 year mortgage to pay for a similarly sized home. For context, most mortgages are for 30 years, 15 if you git gud. Btw, the house was literally a gift from Kusuke, Kuniharu insisted on paying out of manly pride or something. Sir, Kusuke is a freaking billionaire and this is like the only single no-strings-attached genuinely kind thing he's ever done hsfjdlshfks
Completely irresponsible with money: has a huge Valentine's day budget for his wife's gift ($3,000 iirc?) and then spends it all at the bar paying for his coworkers' drinks (the same guys who abuse him at his job and think he's garbage). He also spends huge amounts of money on his model figure collection, and has a whole room of gym equipment he never uses. As a result, Kusuo has a very small allowance and for some reason, his one favorite food (coffee jelly) is not included in the grocery list. Even though Kusuo canonically gets insane rock bottom prices for literally everything that gets bought in the household. How do you fuck up so badly financially that you can't buy your clinically depressed son the one (inexpensive!) thing that brings him joy??
By the way, Kuniharu started dating Kurumi when he was a college student and she was in high school. Kusuke was born like a year after they met, so you can do the math about how little time he spent before knocking her up 😬 They basically had a shotgun wedding. No wonder Kurumi's dad is NOT a fan of Kuniharu...
Literally one of the first chapters is Kuniharu and Kurumi domestic violence but make it funny. They're throwing furniture, Kuniharu is breaking the windows, Kurumi is yeeting her husband, and all this shit is over a single coffee jelly, which again, should be a normal part of the groceries for their household. They constantly bring their son into this drama too, which I'm sure is fantastic for his mental and emotional development btw.
There's a manga exclusive chapter that's a parody, so questionably canon, but in it Kuniharu physically attacks Kusuo multiple times over differences in opinion.
However, it IS canon that Kuniharu takes any opportunity to try to physically harm Kusuo. Ex. Hitting him in the massage episode and trying to step on him when he turns tiny.
Canon tries to redeem him a bit by showing moments where Kusuo is a baby and Kuniharu is trying really hard to make him smile because he wants his baby boy to be happy. Unfortunately that just makes it seem like he tried to be a good father for a bit when Kusuo was a baby, and then as soon as Kusuo's powers developed enough to make him miserable (the time when he needs the MOST familial support!), Kuniharu just gives up, and starts using Kusuo as his personal genie in a bottle. While also trying to fix his own fragile ego by attempting to establish dominance over his son. ????? Get therapy bro.
Canon also shows that Kuniharu's love points for Kusuo are the same as for his wife, however, not even Kuniharu believes that, as he tries to run away to evade it hsfjdlshfks. And even if he does love his son that much, he certainly doesn't show it in any meaningful way, because his literal MIND-READING SON doesn't know that. There are plenty of parents who truly love their kids and still abuse them like hell because they think that's the right thing to do (see Kaido's mom being overly strict because she wants to see him succeed in life), so the love points don't mean much imo.
Kuniharu does dole out a couple of pieces of wisdom (at Kusuo's wrong date birthday party and in the volcano arc) but that really doesn't make up for anything and even his wife thinks he's childish so... 🇫
Kuniharu is definitely funny as a character, and like I said, most of this requires digging into canon a little more, but once you start looking, it becomes clear that Kuniharu is just not a good person, father, or husband.
Like, I totally get that having a genius and a god as your kids would not be easy for any parent, but Kuniharu really doesn't try to make life better for either of his sons, preferring to get into petty squabbles with his wife and play video games/build models the rest of the time. I'm not saying dads can't have hobbies, but the only times we see him spending time with Kusuo is usually when he's begging for a favor, and he also clearly does zero housework whatsoever, so...
Anyways, I think Kurumi deserves a better husband and Kusuo deserves a better parent (or at least a break from being used as a magical favor vending machine lol) so I often joke on here that Kurumi should get a divorce and run polls about who she should marry instead and such!
Hope this helps! 👍🏾 Thanks for the question!
#notes to nopsi#kuniharu saiki#saiki k#saiki no psi nan#sknpn#the disastrous life of saiki k.#nopsi meta#tdlosk
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rat brainrot going hard
sorry for not posting this week, i was cooking some stuff but this drawing took almost the entire week to do, worst part, it was a shitpost
i still dont know why this took me so much
so uh, almost all my drawings this week have been related to this two(and lis) so much so that i struggled because i wanted to draw other things so i would just stare at a blank sheet of paper for over half an hour, god that was torture, tho i dont mind drawing the sillies, sometimes it gets a bit boring drawing the same over and over y'know? im also going to take this as an opportunity to ramble about my forgo gijinka, because surprisingly i hadnt done that yet.
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ok now to actually talk about the wet rat
ive tried doing a gijinka of em since i joined the fandom (my first gijinka was fecto elfilis (well not really they were fnaf, but i mean when i got into kirby and when i started using the term gijinka))
but most of the time it just looked like elfilin but like...evil, with a different ear and a hospital gown, thats it, so i barely drew them since i didnt like that, but on february, i actually sketched an idea that i liked, and thought it looked cute but a bit off (i mean off in a good way)
(yes im posting this image again because i think its the best drawing of my forgo (im very inconsistent with my style ok))
they have their eyes closed most of time, like in game, i considered giving them legs but i ended up with the tail, since i didnt want to end up with like a fourth evil elfilin, the arms are like that so i can have em be small and weird like in the actual game, but i also made it so they can like change it, that way i can make em have hands and stuff if necessary (like to hold that frying pan for example)
not sure if a lot of you notice it but um, bro has no neck, i took away his neck privileges, i did it just to see but i ended up falling in love with that and stuck around, and also that allows me to draw them bending their head like in the drawing above because their neck isnt necking and i like that, i like being able to draw characters doing stuff that shouldnt be anatomically possible or is abnormal (i did something a bit similar with void) thair clothes are rugged because well forgotten land you know what i mean, but in general theyre actually pretty simple
i also did the drawing in digital
i tried doing very sketchy lineart, i tried a new brush in this one and thats the one im using for my last drawings (not sure if anyone noticed the brush change) it was pain painting it because i did it all with the brush in the same size, not changing it, god did my hands hurt and it was a bad idea
i accidentaly downloaded the following 3 drawings twice lol
sleepy zzzz
i think they would wear something like this to sleep, i dunno i just wanted to draw em in something cute, and sleepy, with elfilin slippers (the mug also has elfilin btw) oh and also i like changing their hair, here one of their long bangs is tied into a bow, kinda like callie from splatoon, i have some drawing im probably wont post, one more of forgo wich looks very much like the upper one but like eyes closed, and one of fecto elfilis gyaru because my sister asked me to draw them like that, bad thing is i didnt look up references on gyaru since i couldnt use my phone at the moment, i did like the hair i did for them in that one tho, they have their bangs tied up in a bun, and then left the rest loose, making it look longer than it actually is. i might redraw it, but actually looking up gyaru so i can make something more accurate, i like the style, but im not too informed on it
elfilin being silly like a kitty :p
not much more to say on this, just sillines :3
there is totally not a cropped drawing there
based on the kirby manga, where they make it so elfilis sings really bad, at first i didnt like it that much since i had imagined they'd sign great, but after i while i started to find it a bit cute so now its a headcanon, they like to sing but suck at it.
writing this just made me remember i wanted to do another drawing too for this with kirby and them singing, but i forgot to do it, im kinda tired (and its late) ill probably draw it, but for next post or another one
tried drawing fecto forgo as a plushie, silly.
i wanna learn how to sew so i can make plushies of characters (like prince fluf!) but im way too lazy, i will get around it some day! (hopefully)
elfilin too as a plush
i also wanna learn to sculpt, i tried doing a clay kirby once, but one his feet broke in half, and one day my mom put it in a box, and his eyes fell off and stuck to the box :(
i really wanna do figures for characters i like or dont have enough merch or my ocs (prince fluff, flamberge, fecto elfilis)
but as i said, im way too lazy and unmotivated, though its be nice, one day, maybe one day if i stop procrastinating
it doesnt have the same ring to it as "feto rata mojada alien" wich is how my sister and i call them (she doesnt know that much about kirby, but i sometimes show her my drawings (reluctantly sometimes, but im the older so like >:) she has too if she wants to show me her stuff too))
silly rat and wet rat, thats how i call em (because wet rat alien fetus is too long sometimes)
you can tell the brainrot was too strong (were near done(kinda))
they gain a mouth whenever i fell like it very much
artblock hit, and all the rest of pages i stared at them for 30 minutes
it felt weird looking at my fecto elfilis with the eyes so big, it looked off (in a weird way)
dunno, tried drawing them in a different pose i i dunno really
i think these are from tuesday. i did more but those were oc (mostly splatoon) or other kirby character related, and i want this to be a rat post (might post those tommorow or another day maybe)
i dunno (x2), i tried drawing elfilin like elfilis, i really liked the hands here. i still struggle a bit with anatomy but i think this was quite good for my usual character just stading looking at the front or a quarter profile. im considering making this into a fully digital drawing, what do i say by considering im actually doing that fuck it, i just think it looks kinda cool
"This new creation, driven by pure chaos, was defeated by the bright light of Kirby's hope."
Chaos Elfilis reminds me of a moth. kirby's hope is a bright light.
you can see my thought process. i just thought itd be a bit cute and kinda silly and funny.
the kirby fandom wiki, said that chaos elfilis looked akin to a moth, and it just stuck with me, so i wanted my gijinka of them to be moth inspired, and thats when i saw just how cute moths are! i mean im still a bit scared of insects but at least now i kinda like em.
i feel like i need to say sorry to that one moth i desintegrated in a matter of seconds with a book because i thought it was an spider and didnt think (im so sorry little guy)
but ah yeah elfilis, moth, it made sense to me since chaos elfilis has the soul of morpho knight, who is a butterfly, and moths are kinda like butterflies too. and i thought itd be cute
so uh yeah i sometimes like making my chaos elfilis be a bit like a moth, that includes liking light, a lot, so uh kirby is like a lamp in here because i said so
now to talk about the desing since for some reason i hadnt earlier, as i said before, they are very moth inpired so uh im might say that word way too many times (im sorry i suck at explaining stuff)
their horns are thinner to resemble moth anntenae, and they curve just because i thought it look cool, and to differentiate it a bit from fecto elfilis. their bangs tie into a bun (i forgot to draw that but i dont wanna go and change it now, way too tiredv man and i still have to post this on other places) the bun looks a bit like an eye, because well, they are basically a soul boss, and moths have things in their wings that look like eyes, btw chaos elfilis doesnt have their wings here because i got lazy and i didnt want them to like cover most of the drawing. the things coming from their bun are like the trhee things theyve got in their head, theyre shaped like that to resemble insects legs a bit, fecto elfilis also had the 3 things (i dunno how to call em sorry) as their eyelashes, but chaos elfilis has just white eyelashes, because the bun already has the 3 things and because my morpho has white eyelashes so (i still havent done my morpho gijinka yet, i just know im gonna give the butterfly some white eyelashes cuz cute and pretty grimm reaper) the rest of the hair is shaped into like a ponytail but like, adn shaped, with whats left shaped like a lil moth
the waistband they have is a nod to morpho, they used to have a bow shaped just like the butterfly morpho appears as, but i took it out because i thought it crowded the design way too much, and also because it was too on the nose. the arms have those golden things because my fecto has it and because my og chaos elfilis gijinka had them so i wanted to bring it back, the hand fades into white because the red in the hand wasnt hard to distinguish so i came up with that to make it easier to see.
the red part of the pants are actually a bit fuzzy akin to a moth and the white part has those stripes to loke like insect stuff because y'know akin to a moth. the boots are like the red part in their legs their model in-game has, so i just made em tall boots, the high heels? originally it was platform just ike my fecto but then i wanted to draw them in high heels when i was slightly redoing chaos elfilis, and welp, i loved it and now theyve got high heels. those rings around the ankle are inspired by the ones leaongar has around their arm. also can you tell anatomy is not my strong suit? and that i dont draw high heels often?
i made a slight change in my kirby, making the sleeves be a different color, since the one he had before i felt was way too white, and i wanted to have more saturation in it
i also forgot but elfilin is supposed to wear that during forgotten land, and then i decided that after the anding of the main story he changes clothes, but i forgot about that while doing this so he has his pre-ending clothes (also because i still cant really decide on their second outfit for the post-game)
god im so tired i wanna talk and show more drawings but o shit im sweating why is it so hot in here
um thank you for reading all the unnecessary long rambles about why i do certain stuff in my gijinkas, i appreciate it a lot (im still sorry about writing walls upon walls of text but i just cant help it)
Jambuhbye! :D
#art#fanart#kirby#kirby fanart#kirby gijinka#silly#digital art#firealpaca#traditional art#fecto elfilis#elfilin#chaos elfilis#kirby elfilis#fecto elfilis gijinka#elfilin fanart#elfilin gijinka#chaos elfilis gijinka#gikabi#gijinka#fecto forgo gijinka#fecto forgo#shitpost#they have invaded my brain#fuck it the next drawing are probably gonna be them too btw#its 1:53 rn lord save me please#you know what#staright up kill me please#i love you tumblr mwah thank you for not having such a small character and image limit like x formerly know as twitter#i still dont know why the alastor elfilis blew up on twitter#im cooking some fanfics btw
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any tips on making moodboards? I been trying & am not very good lol
*cracks knuckles* boy oh boy do I have some tips! or more like a walkthrough i guess?
The first step is to find a good app. I've found InShot to be simple to use (for photos, collages, and videos.) It's available on both android and apple, and while there is a paid version [which takes away ads, gives a few bonus filters, and removes the watermark from video files,] I've found it works just as well to use the paid version. It allows for many different layouts and canvas sizes, and up to nine images.
Next, find images! Think about what kind of moodboard you want to make, and think of some things that are iconic for it. For example, a Wonderland themed moodboard might include clocks and mushrooms and teacups, while a Rapunzel themed moodboard might include flower crowns and chalk drawings. I've found the best way to find an image to use is to google "[thing] aesthetic" or "[color] [thing] aesthetic." I've also found it can give the eye a nice break to include textures, like "[color] crochet blanket texture" or "wooden plank texture aesthetic." It gives your moodboards an almost palpable feel when put together properly.
Once you've found all the images you need, compile them into one image using the collage function on the app. Be sure to pick a layout and size you like. A basic 3 by 3 square is typical, but you can expand beyond that! Some layouts might even let you make some images cut off on the diagonal, or make one image larger than another. Also, this isn't insta; there's no law saying your moodboards have to be square- you could even make them the right size for a phone/computer wallpaper! Make sure to use the in-app crop feature to custom crop them so they're focused on exactly the part of the image you want them to be on. It also helps to rearrange images with a little symmetry (balancing similar colors, shapes, or patterns in opposite corners, thematic elements on opposite sides, ext.)
Next, edit each image. Yes, all of them. Yes, individually. No, don't just slap a filter on it. Trust me, this is so worth it! Here's a before and after of a moodboard's editing phase:
Find whatever "adjust" button your application uses (on inshot it just says "adjust)" and then tap the individual image. Play around with the sliders until you get the look you want for it. This is probably the most time-consuming part of the process, but trust me, it's worth it! The unique, custom filtering of each image will make a difference.
I recommend playing around with the sliders until you find the ones you feel most comfortable with. I tend to use sharpen, vignette (VERY sparingly!) hue, saturation, tint (usually just for green or purple moodboards) warmth (especially for red, orange, or blue moodboards,) contrast, and lightness.
Once you've edited all the images in your moodboard, tap "save" to download it.
Now, most people would be finished right now, but not us! One of my top secrets to making moodboards is, once you've made your moodboard, edit the whole entire thing together- again, using the adjust sliders instead of filters. Editing the whole thing at once adds this rich, uniform feel to it, making it one collage instead of a bunch of images. As an example, here's a moodboard I've made, before and after the bonus filtering:
Another thing I wanna say: whether you're posting on tumblr, insta, or pinterest (or all three, as I do, because I have too much free time,) you can always add alt text! Accessibility should be the standard, and when you add alt text, blind/vision impaired people who use screenreaders can know what your moodboard's about! If you don't know what to write in the alt text box, click the "alt" button on the above images, and you can read the description I used and base it off that!
Lastly, have fun! If moodboards aren't fun for you, don't feel pressured to make them! If you get a request for one you don't want to make, you're totally cool to deny it. Have a blast, babe!
#kazzy's moodboards#kazzy's guide to life#digital editing#moodboards#tutorials#tricks and tips#how to make a moodboard#aesthetic
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Hey boss do you have an actual recipe for that gyro bowl? Or do you just cook by vibes? Literally have been thinking about that thang for a whole day, lol
So, I've cooked *similar* things from recipe but I was going off pure vibes alone, BUT I can type up what I did in a sort of recipe-esque format for you! This may not be 1:1 exactly what I cooked, but it might be close?
Recipe for Donnie's Gyro Bowl below:
Ingredience (amount of each fed 3 people in excess, so maybe 4 servings?):
1lb Ground Lamb (can be omitted for a vegetarian friendly recipe, or changed for Protein Of Choice)
2 roma tomatoes
1 cucumber
1 zucchini
2 cans of chickpeas
1 large white onion
Dill weed (I ended up having to get dry, but fresh is better!)
Pearl Couscous (1 box, was roughly 2 cups of dry couscous)
greek yogurt (1 little cup of it)
1 lemon, or a decent amount of lemon juice
white wine vinegar
feta
"tuscan seasoning blend" which seems to be mostly basil, oregano, rosemary, thyme, garlic, and fennel.
"taco seasoning" which I used mostly for its cayenne, i would have liked to use paprika and cayenne together instead of relying on taco mix
Garlic powder (again, would have liked at least minced garlic if not fresh)
onion powder
red pepper flakes
Olive oil, butter, salt, and pepper
preheat oven to 400f. Dice tomato and zucchini (keeping them separate), and halve then slice thinly the onion. Zest and halve the lemon then juice into a bowl/cup. Dice half the cucumber, then grate the other half on the medium/large size holes on a box grater (or really finely chop it into mush).
Put the diced cucumber and half the tomatoes in a bowl and add half a cup of white wine vinegar and some warm water. Add a few tsp of lemon juice, salt, pepper, and Dill. Allow to quick pickle while everything else cooks.
drain chickpeas well and mix in a bowl with olive oil and what feels like the right amount of tuscan seasoning and taco mix powder. the peas should look well coated but not like Caked with Seasoning. Toss to mix and then spread out in a single layer on a greased cookie sheet. Bake for ~25 minutes depending on your oven. They might make popping sounds while cooking, be not afraid.
Melt a little butter in a pot and then add the couscous to toast it a bit before adding the same amount in water and then a little extra, maybe 1/4 cup extra. Stir in a generous amount of garlic and onion powders and boil for uhhh a bit until all the water has been absorbed. If couscous is undercooked and all the water is absorbed then add some more and cook until done. Keep warm until ready to serve.
In another pan, melt a bit more butter then add the lamb, stirring to break it up and brown it. I added a lot of the seasonings in different amounts, and some chili pepper flakes. Once cooked through, add half the tomato to cook with it. Once the tomato is soft and the lamb is fully cooked, remove from the pan and keep warm.
To the ~juices~ from the cooked lamb in the pan, add the zucchini and onion and cook well until the zucchini is soft and charred and the onions are soft. Season with Salt, Pepper, and Dill. Add more butter or oil if you didn't have any animal fats left over from meat.
To the greek yogurt, add the shredded cucumber, some lemon juice, dill, salt, and pepper. Stir to combine and taste to see if it's balanced.
To serve, put a layer of couscous at the bottom of the bowl, followed by chickpeas, the meat mix, the cooked veggies, the cucumber tomato salad, and then tzatziki sauce. Top with crumbled feta cheese.
The dish has such a mix of great flavors and textures and temperatures and heat and cream and lemon sour and its all just really really delicious. It did take maybe 40 minutes for me to cook but was soooooo worth it new favorite thing to cook for people.
Also if you were wondering, I went to the grocery store to buy everything I needed to make it more or less and it was about $35 and fed 3-4. The real expensive parts were the dill and the lamb, so those comprised $20 of it. If you already have dill, and omit or change the meat, it's a lot cheaper. Also its 2024 and groceries are expensive as hell.
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Hi, I love your profile and sims! I’m ‘kind of’ new to the sims world! I’ve been playing since 2018, but not religiously. I just wanted to ask about your mods folder (sorry if it states somewhere on your profile these kind of questions aren’t allowed, i’m new to tumblr too and still understanding how it works). Feel free to ignore this question if it’s not allowed. I understand that by having lots of folders within the mods folder it can make the game lag. I just wanted to ask how your mods folder looks? As I want to keep mine tidy and be able to find certain cc easily. I’m also in the process of buying a pc as I am currently using a macbook and have so much cc it’s starting to not work… If you have any tips or suggestions with having a pc (if you have one yourself) and how your set up looks, I would really appreciate it. Thank you!! 🤍
Hello darling and thankyou so much! 🤍 Welcome to tumblr 💁♀️🤍
I think lag in your game mostly depends on what kind of computer/laptop you're using. I have just over 50gb at the moment and my game still runs as smooth as it does vanilla ( no mods at all ). I know some people who have 100gb+ and they don't have lag issues either. Again I think it boils down to the computer itself, and what it can handle
I personally chose to go for a custom built computer so that I could choose my own parts as I really wanted a computer that could handle a lot of mods and also I wanted my game to run nice and smoothly, my partner is a bit of a nerd when it comes to computers so he knew exactly what kind of specs I needed
When it comes to my mods folder I am super organised, that way when patch day comes I know exactly where everything is to be able to take it out of my mods folder until its updated etc. I'll pop in some photos of what my folder looks like so you can see below. Trust me it didn't always look like this 😂
If you're struggling with lag then a short term fix would be to have a good clear out of your mods folder and delete everything that you don't reach for often, you can even go as far as deleting swatches of clothes and build buy items that you don't like. I cleared around 5gb last week just by removing swatches from some build buy items that were high in mb's. For example, I had a bed frame that was 320mb in size so I deleted all of the swatches except for the one that I liked the most lol
What my mods folder looks like
The only suggestion I will give regarding picking a computer out is to take your time and do your research! I really rushed my build and didn't want to wait for the white case that I liked so I ended up with the black one I have now that doesn't match my set up at all haha
When getting your computer the main things to look out for is making sure you've got enough storage and a good graphics card, obviously everything is important but these two for me where the main ones I focused on. If you do go custom built for example, you can always upgrade your parts very easily, where as if its pre built I'm not too sure if the cases are universal to fit different brands of parts in if that makes sense?
I am in no way a pro, I had alot of help from my partner when it came to building my computer. If you need help when the time comes feel free to give me a message and I can run things by my partner to help you choose what parts or pre built etc
I'll leave a few photos below of what my setup looks like, I just got the aurora collection for christmas and I also have the razer quartz collection too ( I prefer the aurora lol ). I can easily recommend you some good equipment also if you're not into the aurora or razer products. If you're looking for set up inspo then I would highly recommend browsing through Pinterest, that's where I got the majority of ideas for the aesthetic of mine. Pink and white are my favourite colours, hence the colour palette haha
If you need any help at all with specs or anything else at all feel free to pop me a message or reply to this post 🤍
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I got sucked back into SCP stuff and can't escape it, love those gremlins (whether they're feral or not *affectionate*). Most of what I'll give you can be seen as ideas OR requests, including this one, its up to you. 👍
So. Researcher reader who's assigned to work with 035. Twist? They offer 035 a body. Similar to how 079 is sometimes drawn with a robotic kind of body. It'd be neat for 035 to have something like that, so long as the material is as Immune To The Icky as possible.
The cool things? Something similar to silicone, but again, Immune To The Icky and removable. Like a dildo with a suction cup. Stick that thing on there and WOAH it can be different shapes and sizes? That's great. 035 wants some time with titties? Smack those bad boys on there. Researcher Reader has it all sketched out on paper, but wanted to get 035's thoughts. Higher ups may or may not approve.
-A long and descriptive thought by an anxious and hyperfixating 👀👌anon
"Customizable" SCP 035
[GN!Reader, I switch between amab and afab bodies.]
[Warnings: Y'know, general monster fucking. Look at the prompt lol it's going to be fun. MINORS DNI.]
[AN: So sorry this took a while! But I read it again and again, and while I'm doing some headcanons for it, here we go!]
The fact you're immune to SCP 035 is a gift in itself. Do you know the kind of tests the Foundation wants to run with you two?
And can you deny just how attracted you are to him?
So, you want to fuck SCP 035, fantastic! He wants to fuck too. Let's get it clear, you and 035 are not lovers. You two do not love each other. I would actually say you're much more like friends with benefits. He would move mountains for you, but it's all platonic! He just also really enjoys how your body feels,,,, y'know?
Luckily, you like blowing off as much steam as he does. Thousands of years of repression really does that to a guy!
I might be taking this a tad different direction than you were expecting but it does have elements of what you originally had down! More of mixing the two elements now that I think of it. But, 035 can command his,,, goop? slime? In different places in close proximity. Not often, he doesn't find that as fun as getting up close and personal but he does have his moments.
He likes having a personal host body, but humans are so fun to over take. Sometimes he'll have you choose a D-Class you're kinda feeling after getting permission from that person to be his muse, yeah!! He's kind of a jealous guy though, so ever since the Foundation essentially gave him his own body to use he really doesn't ask that anymore.
But this body allows him to be more flexible with his parts. Sure, it's got a nice dick but he can make it even better. If you have a pussy, he'll fuck you there with the dick attached to his body and make a dildo for your ass to fuck you simultaneously. Other times he'll just,,, make a double dick so you're riding him with both holes. Amab? no problem he's going to double penetrate you. And if that's too much, he'll have you suck on him while he makes a dildo for you to fuck yourself on.
Funny enough I don't think he's actually that big on receiving oral but LOVES to give you head. Makes long tongues to reach the right places, squeeze you, and tries to drive you into overstimulation every single time.
you like tits? Cool, what size. He can do them all. love for smaller chests, flat chests, really big chests and even bigger, he loves how they all look on his form! If he's got those on though, you need to pay attention to them. Put the titty in your mouth. Suck on it, rub it, and pay special attention to the nipples because he makes them sensitive.
He will absolutely do the same thing for you too. Does not care about your size, probably has a slight preference for something in the "just a mouthful" or "a handful" range. But hey, he doesn't care. give him your chest. He will dote on you regardless of size and always have something to compliment physically, chest and all, just everything. He makes it sound like poetry.
I don't think he creampies you though? You kinda get the feeling of it but he literally cannot get you pregnant if you're an afab. Regardless, no creampie, and I don't think he has a breeding kink to begin with.
Big on praise, sometimes into degradation but actually likes getting degraded more than doing the degrading to you.
035 will mostly go along with the sketches you have, and sometimes the two of you go on "silicone sculpture" sites to see what you want to try next!
Most of your overseers wanted like, just the facts of your sexual relationship but it's just become a regular thing. 035 would riot if they straight up told him you two couldn't see each other - even in a non sexual manner he genuinely cares for you. You're his best friend he also gets to sleep with. But y'know, he's not just using you for your body. Again, really good friends.
I think he has tried a tentacle thing with you before.
He's got,,,, a lot of power over that weird slime stuff. Use it to your advantage!
Surprisingly, you're not ALWAYS trying new things. Sometimes you guys default to things that feel the most familiar and the most pleasurable.
Sometimes, he will make a dildo or a fleshlight for you connected to him and put you in the observation room. You are NOT supposed to take pieces of him out of containment but like,,, sometimes you sneak it and no one knows,,,,,,,, so you'll fuck whatever he gave you while he fucks himself with a dildo in the ass or forms a fleshlight with his slim stuff and fucks that and it's kinda mutual masturbation. That one isn't your favorite but it's certainly fun.
And every now and then, he'll just kinda,,, have fun with you in a very soft, gentle way. No weird shapes, no suction cupped dildos, just a pretty normal dick and you get to ride him or get folded by him. Sometimes less is more.
#Minors dni#scp 035 headcanon#scp 035 x reader#scp x reader#scp headcanon#lemon#secure contain protect x reader#monster lover#monster x you#monster x reader#monster x human
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Do I keep trying for accessibility?
I know this isn’t gonna go anyplace, I don’t really have followers here and although I follow people here, since there is no way for me to read my dashboard I don’t think anyone will read this. I started trying to use this site again about a year ago, but there is no way to make it readable for me. I can’t read posts. Something about the site coding means I have to restart a screen reader for each line brake.
like this
and this
I have been asking for and suggesting reasonable accommodations since March - with not much in the was of response from the staff - depending on how you count it early March, second attempt first week of September, and the last update was 11-9 (basically ‘give us what phone you are using and we will see what we can do about the app. I gave them the info and they haven’t said anything to me since) I posted to humans asking how long I should wait to hear back - nothing, I tried to blaze it (hoping a mod would look at it and reach out, I didn’t expect them to actually let it blaze. Them letting something less than positive out there? LOL) also nothing.
So here is the thing, accessibility is hard. It takes time and money, and the staff is overburdened with everyone coming here. But here’s the thing, if they had starting addressing it in March this wouldn’t be an issue at this point. They could have been working on it for months before we got here.
Here are my suggestions as someone who is working on accessibility at her job:
Accessibility NEEDS to be part of your FAQs and a choice for your service tickets. I searched the FAQ and could only turn up a short thing about alt text - for tickets there is “Customize your blog” and “something else”
on the app serif fonts should be an option, with both light and dark background.
look into a accessible fonts there are tons of them out there (I know sans have been sold as more accessible and for some they are, but not for everyone.
There needs to be a way to make your dashboard have a dark serif font on a light background. I can make my blog look like that - so I can post but I can’t read my dashboard (guess what 4th person to touch my service ticket, low contrast doesn't have a serif font, so the wait for that answer was not productive)
Also, from my reading of the case law around websites, you need to be offering different sized fonts.
Twitter is going away, so basically I’ll be out there looking for a place that, or without social. I guess I will have a ton of spare time.
The TOG fandom is here, so I will never really be a part of it. Once twitter is gone I will have some affinity groups on discord - but the over arching fandom? So much of it comes back to this site and without pulling whole posts off into Word to change the font I can’t even know if it is something I want to read (also I use likes to denote the posts I want to try to read and culturally this site is super shitty about that)
One last thing - every bit of accessibility added helps non disabled people as well.
For my fandom friends from twitter and discord, how many of you had issues when dark mode was taken away? Think about how you would feel if the staff response was “you never needed that, you just need to try harder” and then they ghost you. And then every time you try harder your fellow fans are talking about how shitty it is for people to do the only thing that, ironically, is allowing you to read that post.
Do I care enough about this site to fight to make it better? Because I think that is what the staff isn’t understanding - I am trying to help them make this site better.
OK this really is the last thing, have some song lyrics: (from Working In A Coal Mine by Lee Dorsey)
workin' in a coal mine
Goin' down, down, down
Workin' in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Workin' in a coal mine
Goin' down, down, down
Workin' in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down'Course I make a little money
Haulin' coal by the ton
But when Saturday rolls around
I'm too tired for havin' funToo tired for havin'
I'm just workin' in a coal mine
Goin' down, down, down
Workin' in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Workin' in a coal mine
Goin' down, down, down
Workin' in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip downLord, I'm so tired
#TOG fandom#accessibility#accessibility helps everyone#disability#learning disability#I think I will miss social media
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Hey so I just recently followed you, and i don't know if you take requests, so if you don't then ignore this lol. Anyway if you do take requests, could you please write a part 4 to the tiny human/big alien crew where the human uses her size to help out a lot, like maybe on a mission she takes down an enemy that didn't even realize she was there cos smol, and the aliens realy do start to see her as part of the crew. no pressure tho, love your writing, it's really creative and cool!
I absolutely take requests, and if you ever want to add to something I wrote, feel free.
I will admit I can be slow with requests because of life but I do try to answer them all.
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Once the crew and the much smaller human perfected their communication, the ship ran quite smoothly. The human was able to do actual work, while the rest of the crew looked for ways to include the human.
There were a surprisingly high number of times having someone of a significant size difference was particularly helpful. Once everyone came to terms with the constant fear of squishing their friend of course.
The human was sent into cable tunnels to find problems and patch if she could, she was able to hunt pests burrowed into walls, she ran diagnostics within the more complex machines to identify specific parts before they failed, and did monthly inspections on filtration points in the vents. All of these allowed their ship to travel much further with fewer stops for repairs.
In return, they built her several things to aide in her needs and desires. A four wheeled mobilization vessel that allowed her to travel at their speed around the ship, a house in the garden completely to her desires (none of the others knew what she wanted a ‘bay window’ for but built it regardless), and a ‘pet’ (which thankfully stayed inside her home because it was even smaller than she was).
For several years they traveled further and further into unknown space. Their goal was a dwarf planet they could set a beacon on to navigate off of in the future.
Setting the beacon went fine. But once it was set, it acted as a navigation tool for everyone in the area. Ships that no one knew were in the area.
No one noticed at first, when the pirates invaded. They were closer in size to the human, but they were also skilled in staying hidden.
The pirates worked several items onto their ship, a few rare elements, some specialized technology, but when they went for any rare plants, they found the house.
It was there, in the garden, that the pirates were finally discovered. No longer able to hide, the venomous pirates immediately took over the ship. Several of the crew fought back, and those that did suffered as they died.
The crew obeyed the pirates out of fear, but when asked about the house, they refused to admit it was for a human. They didn’t want to endanger their friend by revealing their presence.
The pirates left guards to watch the crew while the rest finished up their theft.
The crew watched as a smoke appeared out of nowhere at the pirates’ feet. They couldn’t move fast enough, succumbing to the smoke quickly.
No one moved until the human’s vessel drove through the smoke. Both she and her pet were safely inside. She informed them that it was safe to move, all the pirates were incapacitated.
After getting their stolen materials back, putting all the unconscious pirates onto their own ship, and setting it on autopilot for whatever they saved as home, the crew gathered around to ask the human how she managed to do take on an entire pirate crew all by herself.
She insisted it wasn’t a big deal. After dating one of the pirates for several years, she knew well what their weaknesses were. She was just surprised her ex had managed to stumble into her again after all this time.
#humans are space australians#humans are space orcs#humans are weird#humans are deathworlders#pet#part four
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Harvey dent NSFW ALPHABET
Warnings : nsfw, ooc two-face.
A/n: I will be getting my bruce wayne headcanons out eventually lol but I got distracted by this and also the white knight joker version I'm working on.
Also just in case anyone is confused
Harv is referring to Harvey's alter
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Harvey is a very doting partner he likes the come down of aftercare and likes to be able to provide for his partner he'll run a bath for the both of you, or a hot shower If you prefer, and he'll help you clean up leaving soft kisses to your neck and lips as he does so.
Harv is a little worse at aftercare then harvey he doesn't get why it's necessary his aftercare is basically giving you a kiss after sex and leaving to go do whatever it is he feels like, so you'll have to tell him exactly what you want him to do and he'll do it though he might roll his eyes a bit. If you complain enough to Harvey then he'll also get on Harv's case about it and eventually he'll learn to do better aftercare and he'll also learn to enjoy it.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Harvey's favorite body part is your eyes as cliche as it is he adores the look in his partners eyes as they cum.
Harvey doesn't really like his body anymore and it'd be hard to get him to admit something he likes about himself but if he had to choose he'd say his dick only because it can make his partner feel good.
Harv's totally an ass man, he loves your ass, it doesn't matter the shape or the size he's putting his hands on your ass.
Harv likes his hands and his arms. He likes the way he can manhandle you with them.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Harvey loves cumming inside you to him there is nothing more intimate then his partner allowing him to do so if you're not down then that's okay he's also okay with pulling out and cumming wherever you see fit.
Harv also loves to cum inside but for different reasons I believe they both have breeding kinks and for Harv it's a means of marking his territory and he loves to keep you plugged full of his cum as well if any slips out well its a good enough reason for him to fuck you again to make sure it stays inside. When he's not cumming inside of you he loves to cum on places like your face, your chest and your ass.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Harv is a loud mouth any secret he did have he'd probably have already told you he's unashamed of the things he does.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Harvey is experienced but it's been quite a bit since he's been with someone so he's a bit rusty give him time and he'll be amazing in no time.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Harvey likes being able to see your expression so missionary is his favorite though he's not picky about his position.
Harv loves doggy style he likes to fuck you as though you're a bitch in heat
G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)
Harvey is definitely more serious during sex and doesn't care all that much for humor
Harv is down for serious sex but he can also say some pretty funny things during sex
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He probably grows very little hair and shaves most of it off.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Harvey is way more romantic than harv he likes to whisper praise and tells you how much he loves you
Harv is more dirty and talks dirty he doesn't really do romance well but he can try if it's something you want
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Harvey Jacks off occasionally he doesn't really feel the Need often now that he has you but sometimes he will.
Harv will jack off a lot if you're not around when he feels the need.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Harvey: Dom/sub, praise Kink(receiving), worship,
For harv: Dacryphilia, worship(receiving),spanking,hair pulling.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Harvey prefers staying within the comfort of his own home. He's not sure about taking big risks and doing it in public plus he has a mansion so why not just allow him to bend you over in every room.
Harv is totally into public sex he doesn't even really care if he gets Caught though it's not something he wants he's down if you want to fuck somewhere public. Still his favorite location has to be his office.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
For Harvey I'd say it's domesticity; all he really wants is a kind loving partner who can look past his scars. if you compliment him or even just do something nice for him I feel like that can really get him going
Harv gets turned on by literally anything, this man's a complete whore he'll take any chance to bend you over and fuck the life out of you.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Harvey's not into knifeplay.
Harv doesn't really have any hard no's though he isn't really comfortable being a sub for the most part it'll take a while before he ever allows that to happen.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Harvey loves receiving oral. He's also good at giving oral.
Harv is amazing at giving oral he knows exactly how to work your body with his tongue
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Harvey usually is interested in more slow paced sex but occasionally when he's has a rough day he'll come home and be uncharacteristically rough with you he'll probably leave a few bruises accidentally and apologize for it.
Harv is rough almost always, that's just how he is basically the opposite of Harvey where on occasion he can be soft.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
They both enjoy indulging in quickies once in a while although harv is usually more into them then harvey is.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)
Harvey is down to experiment in many ways but he's not sure about risky sex its something he probably won't enjoy all too much since he worries about being caught.
Harv loves risky sex and he loves to experiment as long as he remains the dominant.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Harvey can last for about an hour each round and can go for 3-4 rounds before he needs a break
Harv can go up to 4-6 rounds it depends how long he lasts but it's usually 45 minutes to an hour at least
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Harvey doesn't own any toys himself but he's not against you bringing any into the bedroom for yourself or for him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Harvey can be a bit of a tease when he wants to be but it's mainly playful.
Harv is a major tease he loves to make you beg for every little thing he does.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Harvey is not too quiet nor too loud he's basically the middle ground he'll moan and grunt a little, he gets really loud when he cums though.
Harv is loud from his growls and dirty talk and he's unashamed with how loud he can be.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Harvey likes to get pegged..
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Seven and a half inches with a reddish cockhead.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
For harvey he has a pretty normal sex drive
Harv can get horny seemingly out of nowhere he's got a pretty high sex drive
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Harvey rarely falls asleep before you do he often likes to cuddle or chat after sex. Also enjoys watching his partner sleep
Harv also rarely falls asleep after sex but when he does it's usually an immediate reaction once his head hits the pillow
A/n: I definitely am going to have to edit this later as I wrote this all in one shot in the middle of the night
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girls just wanna have fun
part ii- mariposa
“i can’t wait for you to come my way”
wordcount: 2.9k
warnings: cussing, avengers very poorly faking the internship, brief mentions of: underage drinking, drug use, drugging someone’s drink, violence
a/n: reader is smarter than they planned for lol 👀 also this is more filler, but i’m super excited to write the party scene. enjoy 🤍
taglist: @faiirybread @softasha @edgycatx @happy-nico @local-mr-frog @minimarkive @softyutae
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You were always early. To literally everything. School, sporting events, parties… And now, meeting your crush for lunch. Maybe it was a habit instilled by your business-oriented parents, but you arrived at the cafe the next morning at 10:27. Peter and you both agreed to meet at 11:00.
What you didn’t expect was for him to already be there, sitting on a bench and fixing up his hair.
“Um. Hi, Peter,” you say. He jumps, whipping around to spot you.
“Oh, hey (Y/N). Do you- do you always get places early?” he asks awkwardly, stumbling over his words. You smile.
“Yeah. I see you do too?” He nods before jerking a thumb at the cafe’s doors.
“Um… You look really nice,” he stutters, rubbing the back of his neck. “The line isn’t too long if you’re ready to order.”
You peruse the bakery for a while, with Peter choosing a simple iced latte. When you ask him if he’s getting breakfast, he declines.
“I didn’t bring too much money. Don’t wanna spend more than I can save.” Hmm. He was money-smart, unlike the boys at your school that tended to blow any paycheck they got on random shit. Nonetheless, when Peter’s stomach grumbles, you laugh and lift your own purse.
“I’ll pay, Peter,” you offer, grabbing a twenty and a ten. “Get whatever you want.”
“Oh, no, I really couldn’t-“ You grab his shoulders, sternly turning him towards you.
“Peter. My monthly allowance is higher than I’d like to admit. I don’t need any extra money. I can pay.” He reluctantly nods, picking out a breakfast sandwich before you order an açaí bowl and a matcha latte. You pay, generously tipping the young girl with a brilliant smile that leaves her blinking for a few moments after you step away.
As you and Peter grab your order and sit down at a table, you take in the people coming and going. Some rush to wherever their destination is, while others stumble along, barely awake and with bags under their eyes. You check the time. Avengers Tower isn’t too far away, but you have plenty of time. However, Peter mentions that he wants to get there even earlier to get some equipment set up in the lab.
“God, it’s so cool that you have this internship. I hope you don’t mind me jumping on the opportunity,” you say, sipping your drink. The teen shakes his head with an easy smile.
“No, it's totally fine. It’ll be nice to have a- someone else… from school… Ya know, working there too.” You scrunch your nose, smiling as he turns four different shades of red. When he seems to be discouraged by your silence, you pat his arm.
“Peter, you can call us friends. I’d like to be friends with you.” The sound he makes is almost a squeak, but you ignore it in favor of making your way through your food. With anyone else, the silence would be awkward. But with Peter, it feels… natural. Like you could both just coexist without needing to exchange words to enjoy each other’s company. It’s a while before he manages to talk again.
“I really liked the football, rush-thing, whatever, that you did yesterday. It actually almost made me excited to watch Flash wear pants two sizes too small.” You laugh, garnering some glances.
“I thought I was the only one who noticed,” you giggle, remembering all of the times you saw far more of Flash Thompson’s ass crack than you’d ever intended. “The other football guys don’t like him.”
“Really?” Peter asks, mouth full. “I always thought they were all like him.” You wave a hand, shrugging.
“They’re just hyperactive, but most of them are chill.” Your phone buzzes with a call, and as your lock screen lights up, you see dozens of notifications. With a roll of your eyes, you silence the call, returning your full attention to the boy sitting across from you.
His eyes are wide, and he keeps glancing at your phone. “Are you… not gonna answer it?” You shake your head, making a slight face.
“Nah. It’s just some friends harassing me about Matthew’s dumb party tonight. Apparently it’s gonna be a banger.”
“Are you going?”
“Undecided. What about you?”
Peter stammers. “I- I don’t really get… invited to those things.” Your jaw drops.
“You’ve never been invited to a party?” He shakes his head and you lean back in your seat.
He frowns. “Is that, like, bad? Or…?”
“No! No,” you jump forward, leaning against the table. Then, you remember Dawson’s idea. “Do you wanna go to the one tonight?”
Peter thinks about it, and you can practically see the gears turning in his brain. And he’s just grateful you can’t read minds and hear how thrilled he is. His crush. Just invited him. To a party. Honestly, he doesn’t care if the party is in a dumpster behind that one trashy diner a block from his apartment. He’d go anyway.
Countless questions are running rampant through his mind. ‘What do I wear?’ ‘Is there alcohol?’ ‘How do I pretend I know how to take a shot?’ His train of thought is off-the-rails before he remembers that you’re still waiting on an answer.
“Yeah. Sure. That sounds amazing.”
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If you were anyone else walking into Avengers Tower, you would be intimidated. But years of practice truly did make perfect, and you greeted the receptionist politely before Peter led you to the lounge floor.
You straighten your top one last time, applying a last layer of gloss. When the elevator doors ding and open, you’re met with a bustling group of superheroes.
Steve Rogers, James Barnes, and Sam Wilson sit at the counter, the latter two arguing as Captain America tries to mediate.
Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Vision and Wanda Maximoff are on the massive couch. The witch is floating glasses in the air. The Black Widow seems to be the only one to spot you coming in.
A few other Avengers are scattered around the room. It’s almost overwhelming. Almost.
“Hey, everyone, meet the new kid.” Tony Stark appears from behind the fridge, closing the door with a glass of juice in his hand. A few greetings are thrown your way, and the genius billionaire waves a clipboard of papers. “You ready to sign these?”
You nod, and to your surprise, he throws the papers down on a table in the middle of the living room. Peter groans from where he’s standing next to you.
“God, I’m sorry. He did this to me too-“
“Hush, Parker,” Tony says, gesturing for everyone to sit down. You sit in the middle of the couch, staying cool as the world’s greatest superheroes settle in for your interview. This was weird. “Introduce yourself, tell us some things about you.”
You straighten your posture, keeping all of your public speaking lessons in mind. “My name is (Y/N) (L/N), I’m 17. I go to Midtown Tech, and I’m the co-captain of the Decathlon Team, I’m the class president, and my GPA is 4.0. I take all AP courses and also play several instruments in their concert band. My ACT score is a 35, and I’ve passed all of my AP exams with 5s. I’m set to take the SAT in a month.”
The group nods, although a few exchange looks of mild panic. Suspicious.
“What about extracurriculars?” Ms. Romanoff asks.
“I’ve done gymnastics and figure skating since I was five, but recently stopped competing. When I did compete, I won state for both. I also have taken self-defense lessons.” You don’t mention that the only reason you took those self-defense lessons was because your parents didn’t want to leave you alone without some form of protection.
“You’ve got an impressive resume, kid,” Sam Wilson nods. “Look through these papers and I’d say you’ve got the job.”
This doesn’t feel right. It feels too easy.
“Is this a test?” you ask, tilting your head. You notice Steve Rogers go a few shades paler and Sergeant Barnes snicker under his breath. This has to be a test.
Tony waves his hands. “Great job, kid. You caught them.” He shakes your hand. “You were absolutely right; it was a test. And you just got the job.” He shoved the papers towards you.
You dutifully fill them out, pausing to pull your social security card from your purse as you fill out line after line. You hesitate when you get to emergency contacts. Your parents aren’t ever home, so could you even list them?
A few of the team members notice your internal dilemma.
“You put your parents or guardians there. Just in case something happens,” Vision explains, his voice kind and patient. “You… do have parents?”
Wanda lightly scolds him. “Vis,” she whispers, “You can’t ask her that.”
“Oh, no it’s fine,” you say. “They’re just… out. A lot. Most of the time.” You repeatedly correct yourself, hands slightly clamming up. “Ya know, business and other such things.”
“That’s where I know you,” Tony announces, snapping his fingers. “Your dad heads that research board out in Silicon Valley right? And your mom owns that big-shot publishing company down in Florida?” You nod.
“They’re at the apartment maybe… once every week or so? Sometimes together, but most of the time their schedules overlap. I’m pretty self-sufficient.” You take the opportunity to hype yourself up.
“Well, kid, you’re always welcome at the tower.” You smile, genuine and not just a polite-slash-awkward gesture. For as famous as these people are, they’re more welcoming than any adults you’ve interacted with in a long time.
Once you finish signing the papers, Mr. Stark hands them to you. “Would you care to run these down to the receptionist?” You? Alright. You take them with a nod, ignoring the odd request and writing off as the billionaire’s eccentricity. As soon as you’re out of earshot, the Avengers scramble into a huddle.
“This isn’t working; she can tell something’s up,” Natasha says, causing a few people to nod and others to groan. You’re more perceptive than they planned for.
Sam glares at Peter. “You know, when you said she was the top of your class you didn’t mention that she’s practically a genius,” he snaps.
“My school literally is dedicated to higher-level education,” Peter sighs. “How could you not know?”
“Whatever,” the Black Widow snaps. “We need to be more convincing. She doesn’t buy it and, honestly? I don’t blame her. You all are horrible actors.”
“Ouch,” Clint monotones, sipping his coffee.
“So… What is she even interning for?” Steve asks. Tony freezes, uncharacteristically silent. The super-soldier gapes. “You don’t know?”
“Well, in my defense-“
The elevator opens and you step out, a slight bounce in your step. “So,” you say, approaching the group. “What now?”
“Peter here is going to give you a tour, and then you’ll be done for the day,” Tony improvises. He rests both hands on Peter’s shoulders in a silent message. ‘Just play along.’
“I am?” Peter is very bad at reading silent messages.
“Yep!” The teen’s eyes widen as he realizes the plan.
“Oh, yeah. Yeah I’m giving you a tour.” You smile, allowing him to take the lead as he explains everything about the tower, from the names of the receptionists to the snacks in the pantry.
It’s ten minutes before he’s done talking about the lounge floor and leads you into the elevator to visit the training floor.
“God, he’s stupid,” Bucky mumbles behind a mouthful of chips.
Wanda shrugs, narrowing her eyes as she considers your interactions. How you fiddled with your rings as Peter talked. How your smiles seemed just a bit bigger when he made a joke or told some off-topic story about even the most mundane days at the tower. “I think she likes him.”
“Likes that he’s stupid?”
“Yes.”
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“And this… is my favorite part about the entire Avengers Tower.” Peter had been leading you and giving you a full tour for over an hour now, and you were enthralled. He had a talent for storytelling, and each room seemed to have a story for him to tell.
Now, he pushes open a door to a stairwell, ushering you up the stairs and asking FRIDAY, the building’s intuitive AI, to unlock the door.
The view is truly to die for.
Even if the tower isn’t as tall as the Empire State Building, it’s still high enough to take your breath away. Wind whistles around you and you sigh, basking in the sun as the sounds of the busiest city in America surround you on all sides.
It’s all encompassing. And yet, it feels insignificant when you hear Peter’s phone shutter.
“Sorry,” he says, waving the phone. “You just looked so… I don’t know. It’s a really good picture.” He shows you. It is really good.
“I never knew you had a talent for photography,” you tease, bumping him with your hip. He flushes. You both go to sit down on the ledge, and you swing your legs. The height doesn’t bother you, and yet, you feel butterflies in your stomach.
“Um… About the party,” Peter begins, picking at the edge of his t-shirt. “What should I expect?” You laugh, laying down.
“Well, it is Matthew who’s throwing it, so expect alcohol. Some of the best; his dad’s a connoisseur. You don’t have to drink if you don’t want to.” He nods, mentally taking notes.
“There shouldn’t be any hard drugs. Weed at the most. He also invited that nearby school… What’s it called? Oh, yeah, Baxter. And those kids can get crazy. Don’t pick fights, but don’t try to stop one either. If someone bleeds, we get the hell out of dodge. And pour your own drinks.”
“What, why?” He’s so sweet it almost hurts.
You hold up one finger. “Rule #1. Don’t trust anyone with your drink unless you’d trust them with your life. It’s too easy to drug someone these days.”
You both stay silent for a moment, enjoying the pleasant weather. An especially aggressive car horn blares on the street below you. A flock of pigeons passes, probably shitting all over the place.
“Thank you for showing me around,” you say, turning to face Peter where he lays a short bit away from you.
He smiles, and it's like sunshine. Goddamn it. He’s so cute he’s making you spew metaphors. Your AP English brain pauses to correct yourself on such a simple mistake. Similes. You’re spewing similes. “It’s no problem. You’re really easy to be around,” he says, pausing to think for a moment. “If- if you ever want to stop by for dinner, my aunt would be happy to have you over.”
“That’s probably the nicest offer anyone’s made in a while, Peter.” You’re beaming, biting your lip before looking away. “I just might take you up on that.” When you check the time, you sigh. “Guess I’d better start heading home. If you want, we could meet up before the party? I’m probably gonna walk since it’s only a few blocks away. In that little suburbian area sort of thing?”
“Yeah! Yeah, that’s cool. I’ll see you then.”
It takes you approximately 4 minutes and 37 seconds to get out of the tower and far enough away to squeal in excitement. You spin in a circle in the middle of the sidewalk, blushing as you recount every detail from the past two hours or so. It takes you another 23 minutes to get home, and when you do, you immediately begin putting together an outfit.
In these 27 minutes, Peter Parker is completely freaking out. He knows nothing about high-school parties, and to his shock, neither does the team. He’s pacing in front of them, a slideshow presentation projected on the TV.
“If I wear a t-shirt, she might think I’m not excited to go with her. But I can’t wear a button-down or something. Too uptight.” The world’s mightiest superheroes are sprawled across the couch, jotting down notes and brainstorming ideas to help out their youngest member.
And while the room contains national war heroes, master assassins, a genius, and a literal AI, it takes them ten minutes before Natasha sits up abruptly.
“I’ve got it,” she pipes up. “A sweatshirt. Boom, I’m a genius.” She drops her pen and pad on the floor, sitting back with a proud smirk on her face. “But wear a t-shirt underneath it, so when she inevitably gets cold, you can give her your sweatshirt to wear.”
Applause echoes from a few members of the team. Peter takes a deep breath. “Alright, that’s the plan. I’ll run home, get ready, and fill May in.”
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Yes, it took you an hour to pick an outfit. In the end, you simply threw a pair of ripped jeans with the corset top you were already wearing, spraying a ludicrous amount of sweet-smelling perfume on.
Did Peter have to know that? No. He’d texted you an hour after you got home, checking where you wanted to meet and what time.
When he shows up at your doorstep just as planned and you open the door, he chokes on air. As he sputters in your hallway, you lock your apartment, beginning the short walk to the party. You hear it before you see it. Loud conversations, trashy pop music, and occasional cheers echo down the dimly-lit street, Lights shine from the home and booming speakers send soundwaves through your body, reverberating in the very core of your being.
Outside of the house, you reach for Peter’s hand. You smirk, jerking your head towards the door.
“You ready?” you ask.
“For what?”
You open the door, flooding your senses with lights, music, and the overwhelming stench of alcohol. A few friends spot you, cheering as a form of drunken greeting,
You turn to Peter, offering an outstretched hand. He takes it, hand shaking.
“I’m gonna teach you how to party.”
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Hi! I was wondering if you could write some headcanons for Hawk dating a girl who gets bullied for being chubby/plus sized and it makes her feel insecure about herself? And she wants to wear super cute dresses and tops but is too insecure and scared to try because she thinks she'll looked bad?
Hawk Dating a Insecure Chubby! Female Reader
•He wants to act at first like he has no idea how she could feel insecure, like lol what’s that? Insecure? Nah.
•He’s secretly just pushing down and trying to repress all of the bad memories and feeling he had before he transformed into “Hawk”, back when he was just “Eli”, for a moment he doesn’t realize that he was making reader uncomfortable. But after some time he realizes that it’s not ok that he’s trying to force his bad coping mechanisms onto her.
•He starts to understand that it’s a natural feeling and he was over thinking it do to his own issues.
•He starts making more comments and compliments about her, how good she looks in her pants, how his hoodies look good on her, how pretty her makeup is (if she wears it).
•Being for real though, Hawk is definitely going to take it to a different level when it comes to comments and compliments about her body over all. At this point, he’s not afraid to say some dirty shit, no matter if it’s in private or in public. He’s going to say it.
•Reader is his girl, and no one else is allowed to look at her like he does or say the things he does about her body. Period. No one gets that option.
•”Hey babe, can you bend over again? I want to see that fat ass one more time.” “If you keep leaning over my shoulder like that, I’m going to have to start using those boobs as a pen holder or something.” “When we have PE, make sure you let me run behind you, I don’t want any of the other guys to see those thighs jiggle. Don’t want them hitting on my girl.”
•Oh yeah, and he’s definitely snatching his moms credit cards and going on a shopping bender for her. He’s down to take her to the mall when ever she wants, but as soon as they go one’s, he finds out all of her sizes, he’s buying all kinds of stuff on his own a good portion of the time.
•Dresses, flashy shirts, short skirts, tight jeans, occasionally underwear sets in her favorite colors. Yeah he’s doing all of that.
•When he finds out she’s getting bullied over it, he takes it to a different level of whoop ass. His hands are rated E for everyone, but he starts doing other shit to get back at readers bully’s.
•He definitely gets Robby involved and even Miguel (poor poor baby, he can’t say no to helping out Hawk & reader,also reader most likely has no idea that they are doing anything.) they might even get Johnny involved some how.
•The three boys cause hundreds, possibly thousands of dollars in property damage. Egging the bully’s cars, spray painting their houses, taking out their mailbox’s with bats. They even start shoving random gross shit into their lockers at school after Robby breaks into them (headcanon that Robby knows how to pick locks on just about anything). Hawk doesn’t care at this point, he will make it known that those bully’s need to step off reader real soon or things are only going to get worse.
#cobra kai#cobra kai headcanons#cobra kai imagine#cobra kai hawk#cobra kai robby#cobra kai miguel#hawk x reader#cobra kai Hawk x reader#chubby reader#x reader
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hi bean, i don't know you know you quite a bit buuuut...
answer these questions please? 42 28 12 37 20!
i love you, forever 💗
Suuuure... You don't know me at all 😏
But thx for asking sweetness, love you too 😊✨
12. Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now?
I really wanna hug my baby cousin(1), as she's been struggling mentally lately. I just wanna tell her everything's gonna be alright. Then I wanna hug my Aunt(2), cuz... It's not easy for her either, with her daughter struggling. I likewise wanna hug my mom(3), as she's currently figuring some stuff out workwise and could probably use a warm bearhug. My grandparents(4-5) get a hug too, cuz you can never get too many grand-hugs and lastly I'll squeeze my kitty, Saga(6) - She's just too cute not to hug 🥰
20. What/who do you miss?
I miss my younger self - specifically my younger more healthy body, lol🤣
I'm struggling with an eating disorder (BED - Binge Eating Disorder) and my body are marked by years of abuse.
And oh... if only I could go back to when I was a healthy size. I would be so much more kind towards myself, maybe things would have turned out differently then.
Remember guys, you are beautiful just the way you are and the way you were created. You are so much more than your body and no body is truly perfect.
So be kind towards yourselves!💞
28. How are you, really?
I'm OK 🥺 Thx for asking.
Tbh, I'm struggling a bit mentally atm.
My family is going through some stuff and it's been draining on all of us. I'm also in between jobs at the moment, so my routines are all jacked up and to top it all off... My ED is rearing its ugly face again.
But I'm keeping it cool and doing my best. This is only temporary and all will be well soon enough. Just got to keep looking forward and do my best.
37. Do you prefer dogs or cats?
I like both❤️❤️
I use to think, that dogs were my favorites. I didn't have anything agains cats, but they just weren't my favorites - Until I got Saga (we're only allowed cats in the apartment complex I live in). She is so precious to me and I truly can't imagine my life without her.
42. Tag 5 of your favorite blogs
OMG! There are so many I love, how am I gonna choose?!
I guess, I have to 😏 So... here are 5 16 of my faves.
@asteriacove, @charliesimss, @pearlsim, @simmingaroundtheworld, @sugarssims, @poisonfireleafs, @happy-lemon, @simsdeogloria, @thetaurussimmer, @theplumlady, @girlmeetspixels, @hazely-sims, @rosypixels, @mamasanctuary, @hurricanesims & @plumbob95.
They're of course in no particular order, as I love them all in different ways🤍
Please go check them out and Sus, (@surroundedbythestjamesfamily) You're a favorite too - can't wait till you start posting for real.
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I did an OTP questionnaire for my Bagginsheild ship headcannon🥰💕
Maybe I’ll do a Gigolas one next.
1. What is their love language?
Oddly enough it seems to be protecting each other, mostly from physical danger but also at times from themselves by being brutally honest (Thorin), or doing things that will likely hurt the other but must be done (Bilbo).
2. Who confessed first?
Technically Thorin. I say technically because Bilbo, not being a Dwarf, had no idea the Mithril shirt was a declaration of interest and offer of courtship, and therefore accepted without realizing he was allowing Thorin (and the rest of the Company) to consider them promised to each other.
3. Who plans the dates?
They both do an equal share of planning their private time together, with no rhyme or reason to it. It’s not like they take turns or anything, rather one of them will get a good idea and be like “Don’t make any plans for this date, there’s something I want to do with you.”
4. Who is the better driver?
We’re going to say ‘rider’ because Middle Earth doesn’t have cars lol. Anyway! Definitely Thorin. He has much more experience and Bilbo probably will never learn to enjoy riding any kind of mount, no matter how much time he spends in the saddle. Some people just don’t like it.🤷🏻♀️
5. Who likes to be the ‘little spoon’?
It’s not really a matter of who prefers to be the little spoon, so much as the size difference makes it a necessity that Bilbo is lol! The stress of ruling a kingdom and helping to raise such mischievous nephews makes Thorin need the closeness and Bilbo has resigned himself to being the official Royal Hobbit-sized teddy bear. 🧸💕
6. What’s their stand on PDA? (Public Displays of Affection)
It doesn’t bother Thorin because he isn’t even consciously aware that he’s doing it most of the time. I believe this is partly his culture and partly his nature as an individual, he’s just a naturally tactile person. This headcannon I developed based on Mr. Richard Armitage portrayal of the character in the Hobbit movies.
Bilbo doesn’t mind it if it’s been earned, such as having developed a close personal relationship with the other person. His culture doesn’t look down on it so much as it just isn’t really a thing with Hobbits unless you’re very close to that person. I based this off of what I know of the generation/culture Professor Tolkien came from, what I’ve seen in the movies, and my own regional culture (New England states in America) which is very much like the Hobbits in the Shire.
7. Who shows their affections with words?
Both, but it comes easier to Bilbo. I think it’s because he’s a writer and his personal history lends itself to him being more comfortable with putting his feelings out into the world.
Thorin is more guarded and only lets down his walls in times of strong emotion or need.
8. Who shows affection through touch?
Again both, but this time definitely more of Thorin’s thing. Once he cares about you, it’s guaranteed if you’re close enough to touch he will subconsciously reach out and rest his hand on your shoulder, or gently grip your arm, or embrace you to some degree.
Bilbo, coming from a very “proper” society, only touches if invited to do so, or to give comfort in stressful/painful situations. A perfect example being how tender he was with Thorin during his final moments on Raven Hill.
9. How do they like to initiate intimacy?
Thorin just does, literally, he just walks right up to Bilbo and does whatever feels natural and good.
Bilbo drops hints. For example, cooking Thorin’s favorite meal, or giving him a meaningful/thoughtful gifts, and especially witty conversation that says without saying that he’s in an affectionate mood and willing to receive affection in return.
10. Do they have a dream wedding planned?
Yes, each of them have two different weddings planned actually.
One in their culture’s style, that they would absolutely want but are willing to sacrifice for the other to have what they want, and one in the other’s cultural style, that they are certain would be perfect for their lover and make them the happiest.
The most ridiculous part of this being that neither realizes they both are doing this and that it doesn’t matter, because their loved ones will through them a wedding that is a hybrid mix of the two anyhow and everyone will be happy. 😅🤦🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️🥰
11. How do they comfort each other?
Bilbo let’s Thorin rage and roar and work it all out of his system, then when the Dwarf has calmed down they brainstorm solutions while enjoying comfort foods Bilbo has baked, and the Hobbit reaffirms Thorin’s right to feel what he feels and let himself be “only human” so to speak. All the while secretly plotting passive aggressive vengeance on whoever upset his spouse.😜
Thorin is a problem solver type, if Bilbo is upset, his Dwarf asks questions and offers assistance in any way he can, even if all his Hobbit needs is a willingness to listen to him rant and cuddles afterwards. Though you can bet good money he’s taking notes in his head on who he’s going to scare the bejesus out of later for upsetting his husband.😁
12. What’s an ideal evening for the two of them?
Depending on their moods and how their day went, ether hanging out with their friends and family, or a quite night in their private chambers. They don’t even have to be doing anything together specifically, for instance Bilbo could be reading and Thorin practicing his harp and simply enjoying each other’s presence in the room.
13. Who’s more playful in bed?
In my headcannon, based on letters and notes Professor Tolkien wrote, Dwarrow take only one lover/spouse in their lives if they take any at all (which makes the actors of Dori, Nori and Ori’s personal head cannons about them having three different fathers but the same mother VERY interesting to me, but that’s a topic to be explored another day) so I would presume Thorin is very considerate and uncomplicated when it comes to sex, possibly also not as, shall we say inventive? Having been raised to view it as a sort of sacred thing you only do with one person and for only two reasons (to express devotion and have children even though the later doesn’t apply to same sex couples in this way). That’s not to say he’s boring in bed, but rather hasn’t been made aware of the whole spectrum of possibilities that one can utilize to experience the act.
Bilbo, on the other hand, again according to the original source material, comes from a race that tends to have big families and do not have Ones, that is to say for those who do not know, are not “tied by destiny” to a specific Individual meant only for them. Though I’ve never heard of a Hobbit getting a divorce or remarrying after being widowed/widower’d, there’s no evidence left by the Professor to say that they couldn’t or wouldn’t do so. So based on these facts, dating, fooling around, and experimenting sexually is totally something I can accept Hobbits doing.
My conclusion being, Bilbo is the one who keeps things fresh between the Royal bed sheets, and I’m not talking about doing the laundry lol😜🛏👌
14. Who shows affection through gift giving?
Both. It’s a cannon cultural similarity, both Dwarrow and Hobbits love to give gifts, especially if they’re handcrafted and/or meaningful and/or useful.
15. Who’s the first one up in the morning?
Thorin. He’s used to long days with an early start and late endings.
Bilbo’s more of a Night Owl, he’d prefer to sleep in and stay up all night if you’d let him.
16. Were they friends before they were lovers?
Lmao! Yes and no. It was more like “frienamies”. Bilbo started off thinking Thorin a rude stubborn ass with a martyr complex, and Thorin assumed Bilbo was useless and pampered and totally ignorant of suffering.
17. Who’s the better singer?
Thorin, hands down, no contest.
Bilbo isn’t bad, he’s just ordinary, meanwhile might I remind you Thorin’s voice is so amazing it made Bilbo literally run out his front door with no thought to the consequences.
18. Who has the best jokes?
Bilbo mostly, but that’s due to him being a writer and coming from a society where wordplay and being social is extremely important.
Thorin is more the type of person who will randomly get off a good wisecrack every three months or so, and it leaves everyone in the room equally shocked and laughing their asses off every time.
19. Who’s the better cook?
Bilbo, it’s a no-brainer. There’s no such thing as a Hobbit who sucks at cooking and he enjoys it.
Thorin can manage quite nicely but it’s very simple fair and he only bothered learning for survival reasons, no personal interest in the art form.
20. What is their stance on having kids?
Helping to raise Fili, Kili and Frodo (not to mention young Gimli and the other Hobbit Faunts when they babysit) is more than enough to scratch that itch, they’re not looking to adopt anytime soon. Especially since Thorin has an heir in Fili and is free from that obligation.
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if i could 🥀 - chapter 1
series masterlist / chapter two
pairing: bucky barnes x plus size reader
warnings: mentions of death, gun use, paranoia, slightly mentions of social anxiety, and if i’m missing something please let me know!
words: 2.8k
notes: again super self indulgent and this is definitely gonna be a winter/christmas-y themed fic 🌲 also i know the writing is not great lol i’m still figuring things out
Paranoia had always plagued you. There was no rhyme or reason to it, but it was always there, lurking in the back of your mind. The thoughts that made no sense but always seemed to take control over you. Sometimes it was like you weren’t even really in your body, it was like it had total control over you and your movements. You couldn’t be at peace until the paranoia was put to rest. Some times were a lot easier than others. You could talk yourself into almost a state of calm. Other times, you’d be trapped by the unknown that haunted you.
God, the times you had cried yourself to sleep thinking that for some reason, your family had died in the middle of the night and you’d be getting a call any second. Or that someone was lurking outside and would break in through an open window the moment you shut your eyes. Nights were the worst. And after the day you had received the call that your family had been killed in a car accident, it was like every fleeting and all-consuming paranoia-filled thought you had ever had had been completely justified.
You were a paranoid person. You always had been. These last eight months, though, it was like you were living as a highly trained secret agent and every shadow was after you. That was an insane thought, of course. You knew that. There wasn’t anyone out there who was after you. Hell, there was hardly anyone out there who even knew you. But random tragedies happen all the time. Better safe than sorry. That’s one of the reasons you had started learning self-defense from Bucky. You never know when you’d need it. You were a single woman who lived alone, you wanted to be able to protect yourself. You had to be able to protect yourself.
And that is why you knew you had locked your front door last night. The entire cabin was completely locked up. You were sure of it. You had gotten up three different times last night to really be sure you had locked everything before finally allowing yourself to relax into unconsciousness. You were sure, because you made sure - because you had to be sure.
So why was the front door already unlocked when you went to leave for town this morning?
The second you stepped out of the door and realized that you didn’t have to unlock it, you were paralyzed with fear and frozen in place for what felt like an eternity, but it was really only about five seconds before you rushed back into action. You quickly checked your surroundings and saw nothing out of the ordinary. The nature that surrounded you and your cabin was as calm as ever, there were no cars or tracks that you could see and your porch didn’t look disturbed. There were no signs of forced entry and with that, you spun around and back inside, closing the door behind you.
You went straight for the entryway table just to the right of you and pulled the heavy drawer out of the dark oak structure, quickly grabbing your gun that was concealed inside. It was light in your hands as you gripped it and held it down in front of you, loading it with ease. You then slide back the top of the gun to advance the first shell into the chamber, though making sure the safety was still on. You were used to this gun, it was the very one your father had gotten for you just a few years prior. You had only ever used it a handful of times, really only when your parents would take you and your sister out to the countryside of your small hometown to practice shooting into the well-known, but hardly legal, makeshift shooting range. It was always fun, and you missed those times. You missed your family. But things were different now. Pushing the thought of them out of your mind, you returned your focus to the weapon in your hands.
The gun was special to you, you always kept it around. It was beautiful, it held those precious memories, and it made you feel more secure as you set out into the world on your own. You never thought you’d actually need it, though. Couldn’t fathom the idea. But just because you had hoped you wouldn’t need to use it, didn’t mean that you didn’t know how to.
Bracing yourself, you readjusted your hold on the grip and steadied the gun with your other hand, keeping your trigger finger flat along the side of the guard, and keeping the gun pointed down. You advanced slowly past the open kitchen and living room that laid before you, clearly empty, again with no signs of forced entry along any of the windows or the side door and no signs of anyone having been there.
Your front door was unlocked, yes, but you certainly didn’t sense anyone or anything inside when you had gotten up earlier. The cabin was still and quiet even now and you were certain you were alone, but that didn’t stop you from continuing your search, gun still in hand, just in case.
As you approached the stairs leading to the second floor, you suddenly hear loud honking from out front. You felt relief fill you for a brief moment at the familiar - but annoying, incessant, and completely unexpected - noise sounding from your driveway before rage and irritation quickly took over. You realized then that, of course, it was him. He was the only person aside from you that had a key to your cabin. Though you were relieved that no stranger had actually been able to get inside, you were beyond irritated that he had. And without letting you know, nonetheless. He knows how paranoid you can be, it’s almost like he had a death wish. Storming towards the entryway, you briefly stopped yourself to safely unload your gun and then secured it back in the dark oak drawer. Shutting it, you then threw open the still unlocked front door.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You growled incredulously at the dark-haired man who was approaching you from his now parked car, which of course, was blocking your own car in. You weren’t exactly sure what annoyance you were referring to as you asked him that. Was it the honking, the coming into your home unannounced, the fact that he blocked in your car, or the fact that he left your front door unlocked while you slept? The answer was all of the above.
“You have a habit of breaking into the homes of single, defenseless women while they sleep?”
“You said you needed something with the fireplace fixed, didn’t you? And you, are far from defenseless, Y/N,” He replied, completely unfazed by the harsh greeting he was met with and the furious look you were currently throwing him. Your frustration only grew as you realized that that was why he was here, and why he was here earlier.
“I asked for it be fixed before I got back here, which was two days ago, by the way. And I sent that request to you last week before I even left, you had plenty of time to do it.”
He seemed to be tuning you out as he brushed past you on the porch and into the cabin, but you were right on his heels and you didn’t plan on letting this go. You had hoped he would have come by while you were gone. You had flown back to your hometown to visit family just after Thanksgiving and before the holiday season really began so you could get it over with and then spend the rest of the season at home, cozy in your cabin with nothing and no one to worry about.
“You couldn’t find any time in your oh-so-busy schedule to take care of the one maintenance request you’ve gotten all year?” you sneered sarcastically.
“What can I say, it’s the holiday season, I’ve been busy,” he replied casually.
“Busy with what? I’m the only property out here that you look after,” you followed him into the living room after shutting the front door behind you.
“Busy with life, doll. Some of us have people to see and things to do outside of work. We can’t all just hide away from the world forever, as fun as you may make it seem,” he spoke almost teasingly, but there was a hint of concern laced in his voice and evident in his eyes as he turned around and looked at you.
“I’m not hiding,” you said snapped. “Just because I like to keep my privacy and peace doesn’t mean I don’t have a life, jackass. In fact, I was about to head into town to see some people myself, so let’s hurry this up.” You were lying, you didn’t have anyone to see. And if you did, you wouldn’t be dressed the way you were. You looked like you were just on your way to run some errands, which, you were. But he didn’t need to know that.
The plain black long sleeve fit you nicely, it wasn’t too big but it wasn’t skin tight either. And maybe if you were wearing a nice pair of jeans, it would have been believable that you were going out with friends for the day, but you weren’t. You were in your favorite gray sweats, wearing your black knock-off Nike’s and your hair was up in a messy ponytail. Messy, but still cute, you had told yourself. You had actually done your makeup earlier, too.
You were only planning on going shopping in town, wanting to get it done before the snow hit, but you were going out in public and while it’s not like you wanted to impress anyone or anything, you just wanted to not be worried about your appearance. No matter how hard you tried, you always felt self-conscious around a lot of people. You knew no one was ever staring at you but your mind always tried to convince you otherwise. You just felt better going out when you felt you looked cute. It was dumb, but you knew you’d just come home feeling bad about yourself and without half of your list if you didn’t.
He raised an eyebrow at you, knowing you were lying, but you spoke again before he could call you out on it.
“And you could give me a call next time instead of breaking into my cabin and showing up unannounced.”
“Was my honking not enough of an announcement?”
“You know what I mean, Bucky-” you tried to interject.
“And it’s not breaking in when I have a key,” he continued over you.
“You know, you being able to get in here without me knowing and it not being considered ‘breaking in’ doesn’t exactly bring me great comfort,” you said sardonically. “And waking up to an unlocked front door is something I’d rather not have happen again, thanks,” you continued a bit more seriously.
“Did I not lock it on my way out? I came by around six and let myself in but I realized you weren’t up yet, so I figured I’d come back later. Must have forgotten on my way out, sorry doll.”
You just eyed him warily as he bent down to lean into the fireplace before him.
“What exactly is the problem, I don’t see any blockages or build up?”
“The problem is the very obvious half cracked mantle right in front of your face, Bucky.”
“Are you being serious?” he asked incredulously.
“Yeah, I’m being serious. I’m missing half of a mantle. It looks bad and it’s gonna ruin my Christmas decorating.”
“How exactly am I supposed to fix the fact that you have half a mantle?”
“I don’t know and it’s not my job to know. It’s yours, so, ya know, figure it out. Can’t be that hard.”
Bucky scoffed lowly and turned back to face the mantle. He raised his vibranium arm and before you could register what he was doing to stop him, he smashed what was left of the mantle to pieces.
“I’m gonna need to go into town, too. Home Depot’s open on Sundays, right?”
“Are you goddamn kidding me right now? That’s your solution? To hulk smash the rest of it and just go buy a new one? I thought you could just reattach the half that fell off, it looked like it just needed to be screwed in or something. I have it leaning up right there!” You pointed to the half mantle that was resting against the recliner that sat in front, just off to the left, of the fireplace.
“Should have shared that with me earlier then, don’tcha think? Too late now, away. Let’s get going.”
“I’m not taking you with me.”
“No shit, Sherlock,” he jeered, “We’re taking my car. No way a mantle is going to fit into your car once you load it with groceries.” He turned to look at you, a hint of a smug smile on his lips, “I’m assuming that’s where you were actually heading when I got here.”
You grit your teeth.
“What makes you think I’m going anywhere with you?”
“Oh angel, I’m not really giving you a choice. You’re either coming with me or you aren’t going anywhere at all. You’re blocked in and I can stay here all day,” the smug smile fully spreading across his face.
You rolled your eyes,
“The only reason I’m not fighting you on this is because my car is low on gas anyway.” You grumbled, grabbing your purse, keys, and jacket and marched out to your porch with Bucky in tow.
“Of course it is,” he laughed. “And let me guess, you still haven’t gotten your brakes checked have you.”
You grimaced at the reminder as you faced back to your door to lock it then turned around and started towards his car. The air was chilly and brisk and as you looked up to the sky, you saw what looked to be rain clouds slowly coming in. You knew the first snowfall of the season would be coming soon and were now even more secretly grateful to have Bucky driving and going with you into town.
“I don’t see why it’s that big of a deal. I’ll get to it when I get to it.”
“Do you not realize how dangerous it is to be driving around with shitty breaks? Especially in this coming weather and terrain. I’m gonna take your car in myself if you don’t get them changed by next week.”
“That would actually be great,” you muttered as you climbed into the passenger seat, “I hate having to go into shops.”
“Is that why you haven’t gotten it taken care of yet? You could have just asked me, y/n.”
“Fine,” you huffed and turned in your seat to face him, “James, would you be so kind as to take my car in to get the brakes changed when you get a free chance in your oh so very busy schedule?” You asked as innocently as you could as you batted your lashes at him.
“No,” he laughed as he stared at you almost adoringly. “But I will be so kind as to go with you to take your car in.”
“Of course you will.” You scoffed and again, rolled your eyes turning to face forward in your seat. He just laughed again in return as he pulled out of your driveway and headed out into town.
The playlist on your phone that you had been listening to earlier while you were getting ready started playing throughout the car and you couldn’t help but chuckle as Bucky turned his face slightly toward you with an incredulous look.
“How does your phone always connect to my car before mine does?”
“It’s crazy, it’s like it just knows which phone is gonna play the better music,” you smirked.
“Ha ha.” he said dryly.
Admittedly, as annoyed as you were by him breaking your mantle, you weren’t all that upset at having to ride with him into town. He knew that and you knew he knew that. You always felt better when Bucky was around. It had been a long eight months without him and that was all on you. It was like you needed to prove to yourself that you really could be okay by yourself. Like completely by yourself. And you were. You survived and lived your life as if you truly were alone. You were okay. But that didn’t mean you didn’t miss him. And god, did you miss him. So no, though you didn’t even plan on seeing Bucky today, you couldn’t say that you were upset by the sudden change in your plans. Today would be interesting. Maybe nice, even. If you let it.
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For your last headcanon reblog, I would like to know: 1, 5, 6, 12, 13, 16, 18, 30, 31, 34, 47
Thanks =3
OMG thank yooouuu! This should be fun!
1: What does his bedroom look like? Our bedroom is quite lovely! We just got new bedroom furniture that is this pretty light grey color with shiny silver trim, and the headboard to the king sized bed is semi-upholstered with LED lights built in that can flash different colors (they're fun!) Nice new greyish, plush carpet and a window that lets in a lot of light. ♡
5: Cleanliness habits: Well, Assangie isn't exactly messy, he just gets distracted a lot which makes him forget to put things away. There are more important things on his mind than washing dishes or tidying up. He can't stand towels on the floor though, and he will always be sure to hang them up when he's done with them. His personal hygiene was not the greatest when he was feral (lol I mean fair, homeboy was always on the run somewhere) but this has since improved now that he is a little more domesticated and has regular access to such things. However, he sometimes needs to be reminded to take care of himself as he loses track of time often.
6: Eating habits and sample menu: Again, Julian's lack of time and space awareness affects his eating habits and often needs to be reminded he should eat. When he takes the time though, he enjoys a wide range of flavorful foods. He likes spicy food like Indian or Thai, and he also enjoys tex-mex style tacos with some hot sauce or spicy salsa. Usually in the morning he'll enjoy a bowl of cereal with black coffee to get his day started. He's not much of a tea guy. He also likes foods that are quick and convenient to eat. He typically does not like to cook himself, he doesn't have time for that.
12: Favorite book genre: He enjoys anything that engages the mind such as philosophy, psychology, or physics.
13: Sexual orientation: Babe is heterosexual. He does not really care much about what other people do (there are more important things to concern himself with), but it does make him a little uncomfortable if he is hit on by another man. While his personal take on gender and orientation is more old-fashioned, he believes in fairness and privacy for all people, regardless of their gender or sexuality.
16: Biggest and smallest long term goal: Biggest: Eradicating all government and institutional corruption and secrecy. Smallest: Whisking Kitty away to Paris to live happily ever after-- and safe!
18: Favorite beverage: Homeboy does enjoy his Club-Mate!
30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster: Oh no!
Assangie has very intense and dynamic emotions-- so anything sad is devastating to him. He will typically close himself off from others while he works through his feelings, and has a hard time accepting any help during this time. He does not like to show vulnerability as he has a hard time trusting anyone, so he typically will not accept comfort unless it is from someone he explicitly loves and trusts with his whole heart.
31: Most prized possession: His brilliant, beautiful mind. ♡
34: Thoughts on privacy: Something he is not so private about! "Privacy for the individual, transparency for institutions!"
47: How do they express love?
Oh my baby!! He does not love easily, but when he does he is ALL in and it is very intense! His dynamic emotions allow him to love very deeply and he is also very loyal. He is highly affectionate, and enjoys expressing his love physically as it feels otherworldly, which he believes true love is. He is also extremely protective of his loved ones and would risk his own life for them. 😭❤️
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