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Hello! Do u mind sharing some of ur half tones / splatters that u often use? :3
sure ! the paint splatter ones rr the ones that moca uses the most, but theres some other stuff too that should be good to use ^_^ do not credit moca !!
morning after starters
“ last night was nice. ” “ lets do this again some time. ” “ i’ll leave my number. ” “ i gotta go, sorry. ” “ can’t you at least stay for breakfast? ” “ i’ll make coffee—don’t go anywhere. ” “ next time, maybe i’ll buy you dinner first. ” “ if we do this again you better buy me dinner first. ” “ i don’t think my legs work again yet. ” “ i don’t wanna get up. ” “ no don’t move, it’s too cold outside the covers. ” “ there’s no way i can hide these marks… ” “ this was probably a mistake. ” “ this can’t happen again. ” “ you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here. ” “ are you watching me sleep? ” “ you look cute all frazzled like this. ” “ why are you looking at me like that? ” “ keep kissing me like that and we’re gonna end up back in bed. ” “ something wrong? ” “ i’d stay if i could, i promise. ” “ so if i put my number in your phone, you actually gonna text me? ” “ i made breakfast. ” “ how do you take your coffee? ” “ fuck! i’m late— ” “ did you turn the alarm off? ” “ if you don’t turn that alarm off i’m gonna throw it out the window. ” “ i can’t find my shirt. ” “ babe, we slept in. ” “ i know you’re awake. ” “ i’ll stay. ” “ why don’t you stay? ” “ i like waking up with you. ” “ i like having you here at night. ” “ you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this. ” “ so when are we gonna actually go on a real date? ” “ do i smell bacon? ” “ you made pancakes? ” “ come on, come back to bed. ” “ you weren’t there when i woke up. ” “ i thought you left. ” “ do you want me to go? ” “ just let me sleep for five more minutes. ” “ you’re really beautiful/handsome. even if you drool. ” “ you talk in your sleep, ya know. ”
ACTIONS: 1. for one muse to surprise the other with breakfast in bed 2. for our muses to go another round in the morning 3. for your muse to join mine in the shower while getting ready for the day 4. for one muse to stop the other from trying to sneak away 5. for one muse to invite the other to spend the rest of the day with them 6. for one muse to convince the other to stay in bed the rest of the day 7. for our muses to have sex in the kitchen instead of finishing breakfast 8. for our muses to spoon 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood 10. for one muse to wake the other up with oral 11. for lazy morning sex 12. for one muse to wake the other because they’re having a nightmare 13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them 14. for one muse to kick the other out of their home 15. for our muses to wake with no recollection of the night before
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Doilies! (PNGs)
from the river to the sea free Palestine source
⠀ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ★ㅤㅤㅤ無 ㅤㅤMONO⠀ ∕٫ ⠀ONLY
⠀⠀ ⠀他 ⠀𝖸𝖮𝖴ㅤㅤ•ㅤㅤ𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇 ㅤ𝗍𝗈 ㅤ𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾ㅤ
ᆞ ⠀♡ ⠀⠀𝗇𝗈𝗐 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝖾 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋⠀⠀⠀ 마음
【 ⠀ 𝖧𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖡𝖤𝖠𝖳⠀ : ⠀〔 심장 박동〕 ⠀ ♰ ⠀𝖲!𝖭𝖦⠀ | ⠀𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖦 〗
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 의미⠀ (S⊥IH ﹖𝖫𝖮𝖴𝖣𝖤𝖱 ⠀의미 있는 ﹙♰﹚
𝐈. (2.30 AM: HAYWIRE ) 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗍, 𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗌. | V.O by J’ Segment 05—21.
𝐈𝐈. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 ⛧ 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍. \ 我想我爱上你了 这种感觉一直在增长.
XVI. 𝗅𝖺 𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗍, 𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾
𝗅'𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾 92 , 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋
𝖽'𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝖾 ㅤ၄၄ㅤ𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋.
𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 ㅤ∕٫ 𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍 당신이 되라
redrew one of the haruhi scenes from ep 1.. I THINK IT TURNED OUT GOOD!!! wish they kept her glasses lowkey 💔💔
minghao’s muse
18+
warning~ contains smut, swearing, fingering, eating out,
side note: hey..i know it’s been awhile tee hee i missed you guys too! i thought since it’s october i should feed ya’ll a little smt ;))
“come on y/n! just think about it, if you’re his model then your tuition for college will be paid!” your best friend said frailly her arms around like some maniac on school’s campus. “nuh uh not happening hiem not happening”
you’ve had many jobs like working at mcdonald’s, being a cat sitter, retail, stairbucks etc. basically any job you can imagine just to pay for your college tuition.
LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: ZAYNE
Every snowflake will know your name
⋆˚࿔ HE’S SMITTEN IN LOVE
flufftober 16th of October
synopsis: he’s so madly in love with you and everything you do makes him fall even harder
pairing: zayne x reader, sylus x reader, rafayel x reader, xavier x reader, caleb x reader
note: I love when men are obsessed with their gfs sooooo yaaa. I try to keep mc gender neutral but ygm
zayne
“Should I wear this one… or this one?” you hold up two clothing options for him to choose for you for your night out. You’ve been dying for a night out with your best friends and now you’re beaming with excitement, having everything ready but your outfit. Zayne is sitting on the edge of the bed across from your standing figure. He’s been secretly peering over his laptop, watching you spending a lot of time in front the mirror and now he’s just fully invested, staying as close to you as possible while the clock is ticking. You’ve only twenty minutes before your friends collect you so you desperately need your man’s advice.
“You look… beautiful.” his breath is caught in his throat when you turn towards him with your outfit on, smoothing the palms of your hands over your hips. You grin, seeing Zayne’s eyes wander all over your body. You notice his cheeks and ears flashing red before he even locks eyes with you. But when he does, he’s in absolute awe, looking at you like you’re the most magnificent thing to exist and well, he’s not wrong.
You approach him steadily, tilting your head to the side and softening the features on your face. You reach out to cup his face, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips. He lifts his hands to gently squeeze your hips and when you pull your head back, his eyes remain closed.
“More.” he says quietly.
You giggle and happily kiss him again, feeling his arms snake around your waist. His lips are warm against yours and his kisses are slow, gentle, definitely making you want more or at least, make you think about more when you’re separated.
You break the contact again, fixing your posture to stand straight. Zayne rests the side of his face against your stomach, still hugging your waist.
“I’m sorry.” he states, “I want you to have a great time tonight. I’m just feeling selfish. I hate going to bed without you. Please call me if you need a ride home.”
sylus
“Sylus, look at me.” you plead, dramatically tugging on his arm while his hand is stubbornly slipped down the pocket of his trousers.
“No thanks.” his voice is slow and he’s purposely turning his head away from you no matter how hard you try to appear in his vision. You’re whining but laughing at the same time, at some points not being able to speak through your breathless laughter.
All this drama just because whatever way the light is hitting, it makes your eyes look like there’s a million stars dancing in them. Your eyebrows curve to give an even softer appearance, adorning it with a cute pout on your lips. Yes, you’re asking your boyfriend for a silly favour and he usually always indulges in your frivolous shenanigans, but this time there’s no way.
Instead of telling you ‘no’, he almost breaks his neck turning his head away from you. Well, right after gazing deeply into your eyes, facial features becoming gentle and warm. He almost gulped, knowing damn well how much power you have over him.
“Sylusssss…” you stand in front of him, your arms wrapping around his neck. He practically stiffens up, knowing he can’t play this nonchalant character much longer. “Please look at me.”
“No.” his response is short and quick.
You lift one of your hands to trace your finger down his temple and cheek, smiling up at him. “Why? Because you know you’ll crack?”
He side-eyes you for a split second. “Yes.” he whispers very quietly, deciding to finally take his hands out of his pockets and embrace your figure. He returns the smile without hesitation once he finally glances at your beautiful, enchanting face. “I can’t look at you and tell you no.”
rafayel
You press your lips into a straight line, cheeks slightly puffed out as a result of trying to hold in your laughter. The muttering chatter and clinks of glasses spreads across the busy restaurant. You haven’t ordered your food yet and your hunger is quickly rushing in, making your stomach grumble. You barely turn your head to look at your boyfriend, all you have to do is slightly move your eyes to the side.
“The lobster Thermidor sounds appetising with maybe a side of coquilles saint-jacques. What do you think?” he squeezes your hand that’s been held hostage since you pretty much arrived. It was a rhetorical question really since he always orders seafood anyways. His head is buried in the menu, excited about this amazing restaurant he wanted to take you to.
His fingers from his free hand are lightly brushing over your leg like a habit he doesn’t notice anymore. You glance across the table at the empty seat that Rafayel was originally meant to sit in. He’s not crazy about table etiquette, but he’s so close to you that he might as well sit on your laps. He’s a really clingy boyfriend and sometimes it does come to a point where he literally has to be a hat on your head.
“Can I look at the menu?” you ask, waiting for him to look at you and when he does, eyes are immediately staring into yours and he’s locked in. His gaze momentarily falls upon your lips before returning to your eyes. Both of you slowly begin to smile at each other, a cute, shy kind of smile. You shake your head, letting out a chuckle and he’s just so in tune with your energy at this very moment.
“Yeah, of course.” his voice is calm, eyes shimmering with enchantment. He presses his lips softly onto yours before sliding the menu to you. “I got too excited sorry.”
You laugh again, tilting your head to the side. “You sure you’re nice and comfortable here?” you gesture to your seating area.
He nods, planting a kiss on your shoulder. “I like being close to you.”
xavier
You’re softly trailing your fingers down Xavier’s face, his eyelids feeling heavy as he’s practically experiencing ASMR. You’re drawing little hearts with the tip of your finger on each cheek, one by one. You move up to his forehead, gently pushing away the strands of his soft hair. He hums, falling into your touch.
“You’re getting tired?” your voice falters into a whisper. Your actions are very compatible with the lit candles in a dark enough living room and quiet background noises coming from the tv.
He takes a hold of your wrist, placing your hand on his cheek. He nuzzles into your palm, a small smile appearing on his lips when he looks at you. “No, I’m just thinking about you.”
“You’re thinking about me? Right now?” a sweet chuckle escapes your lips. He scoots closer to you, guiding your arm around his neck. His eyes admire yours, creating that soft ambiance that warms hearts.
You instinctively start gently scratching the back of his neck and upper back with your nails, leaving goosebumps to rise on his skin.
He can’t help but kiss you, brushing his lips against yours before slowly backing away ever so slightly. “Not just right now. I always think about you.”
You pause for a few seconds before cupping his face and kissing him again. It’s all just light but meaningful kisses and you love having moments like this with him. It’s sweet, it’s intimate.
Xavier inches away again, also pressing his lips to your forehead. He invites you into a warm embrace, making sure you feel safe in his arms.
caleb
You’ve started walking a bit behind Caleb, distracted by something before both of you are on your way. He’s carrying all the grocery bags, refusing to let you hold anything and giving out to you when you were being stubborn about it too. You watch him move two smaller bags from one hand onto the other busier one. He sticks out his free hand behind him, wiggling his fingers.
“What?” you ask, knowing exactly what he wants. As a response, he throws his hand out aggressively and when you’re just quietly laughing, he peers over his shoulder to look at you, eyebrows scrunched together.
He clicks his tongue, turning around to take a few steps back. “Give me your damn hand.” he locks his fingers with yours, finally holding your hand. He’s not playing around with you, he’s been asking for attention all day, happily running errands with you.
“At least give me one of the bags, Caleb.” You attempt to reach for one but he just hides the bags behind him.
“You’re obsessed.” he says with a squeaky voice, waiting for you to shoot him a glare, only for him to have the most beaming grin when you do as he predicted. His smile forces a smile out of you.
“I think you’re obsessed.” you laugh, making sure you’re watching where you’re going while focusing on your boyfriend at the same time.
He raises an eyebrow, the usual glint of playfulness flickering in his eyes. “With you? Yeah, it’s obvious. I’m not hiding it.”
Truth to be told, he would probably crawl under your skin if he could.
Staring at each other, he knows he could do it forever, but eventually shyness takes over and you bite your lip, holding back the widest grin. You break the eye contact, but his view of you never vanishes.
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sylus who just throws you around instead of telling you to move in a certain position 18+
you’d barely caught your breath from the last round when sylus’s hand clamped down on your hip like a vice, his fingers digging into your flesh with that possessive grip that always made your pulse spike.
he didn’t ask, never did.
“up.” he rumbled lowly, but before you could even process the command, his other arm hooked under your waist and yanked.
your body flipped like a ragdoll, ass in the air, knees scrambling against the mattress as he positioned you on all fours without a single fucking word of instruction.
the sudden shift sent a jolt through you, your breasts swaying heavy and sensitive from his earlier mauling, nipples still peaked and aching from where he’d pinched them raw.
you gasped, fingers curling into the sheets, but he was already behind you, his massive frame crowding your space, the heat of his cock, thick, veined, and slick with your combined mess nudging insistently against your soaked folds.
sylus didn’t do gentle transitions, his palm cracked down on your ass cheek once, sharp and stinging, the sound echoing like a whipcrack in the quiet room.
“mine.” he snarled, the word half buried in a guttural groan as he thrust forward in one brutal snap of his hips.
you cried out, the stretch burning deliciously as he buried himself to the hilt, your walls clenching around him like a vice, still tender from the pounding he’d given you face down earlier.
he didn’t let you adjust, his hands were everywhere, manhandling you like you weighed nothing, one sliding up your spine to fist your hair, yanking your head back until your throat arched, the other gripping your thigh to spread you wider, forcing your legs apart with a rough shove.
he rutted into you like a beast, hips slamming forward, each plunge dragging a wet, obscene schlick from where your bodies met.
your pussy wept around him, arousal dripping down your thighs in sticky rivulets, mixing with the faint traces of his cum from before he’d already filled you once tonight, painting your insides white and hot, but apparently that wasn’t enough, not for him.
“so fucking tight,” he hissed through clenched teeth, his breath hot against the shell of your ear as he leaned over you, chest pressing into your back, trapping you beneath his weight.
he shifted then, abrupt and demanding, hauling your hips up higher with a growl, changing the angle so his cock speared deeper, bullying against that spot inside you that made stars explode behind your eyelids.
you whimpered, body jolting with every thrust, but he wasn’t done repositioning his little plaything.
with a sudden twist, he flipped you again, onto your side this time, one leg hooked over his shoulder as he draped himself over you, driving back in from a new angle that had you keening, toes curling.
his free hand roamed greedily, callused fingers pinching your clit between them, rolling it roughly until you bucked, oversensitive chasing the edge.
“that’s it, squirm for me.” he taunted, even as he kept up the relentless pace, he’s slapping wetly against your ass with each grind.
he tossed you once more before you could shatter, rolling you flat onto your back with effortless strength, pinning your wrists above your head in one iron grip while his other hand shoved your knees to your chest, folding you in half.
his eyes locked onto yours as he sank back in slowly letting you feel every inch splitting you open. “look at you,” he murmured. “taking it like you were made for this, for me to fuck however i want.”
the coil in your belly wound tighter, pleasure-pain twisting into something obscene as he pounded harder, faster, the bedframe creaking under the assault.
his cock throbbed inside you, hot and insistent, veins pulsing against your fluttering walls.
you were a mess, hair tangled, lips bruised from his earlier bites, pussy wrecked and gaping around him, leaking his seed with every withdrawal.
he didn’t warn you, just like he didn’t command the shifts, his rhythm faltered, thrusts turning erratic, and then he was flooding you again, ropes of thick cum spilling deep, marking you from the inside out.
only when he was spent did he release your wrists, collapsing half over you, his hand idly stroking the red handprints blooming on your skin. “good girl,” he finally said, the praise lazy and sated, as if the chaos he’d wrought was the most natural thing in the world.
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Random font dump! 2/?
Source: Dafont
Random font dump! 1/?
Source: Dafont
do u have any pngs or characters that would fit the url /neutralizing???? I just got it and I have no ideas.....
I have no clue but have some notepad / textbox PNGs
───⠀Notepad / Textbox PNG Dump
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