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[crysbii]

Our headcanons for Simon and Grace 🥹

[classjezter]

Remember how Supernova has basically no chances to make a trine of her own with seekers? Well that doesn’t mean she can’t make a trine at all.

In comes Deadlock.

For Supernova and Deadlock, unbeknownst to even them, since the moment they met, a trine bond had started to take shape. Their sparks resonated and as they grew close through constant interaction and shared moments between them. Without anyone, even themselves noticing, they created an incomplete trine bond.

Here is a bit more info about trines. And here is more about how they’re formed.

[faefeedee]

face looking chubbier on your latest twitter selfie 🗣️

are they telling the truth chat ????

is my face getting chubbier ..

ok triple chin

no it's skinny buccal fat removal queen

Voting ended onApr 24

[randomlilblog]

In celebration of the tintin movie confirmation, here's some doodles I made of tintin and snowy!! :)

[starlinggirll]

TIME FOR A HAIRCUT — D. ART

AUTHORS NOTE - mueheheheheheh i need him. also can we talk that WE as a community wrote fics for these pictures not even a day after they came out?? we're truly the best community i fear... also! this is also a reqs someone sent for husband!art for the pic in the middle! (i lost the req sorry but yk who you are!)

WARNINGS - dirty talk, oral (fem receiving), cussing, humping kinda (its the bed)

"good morning," he whispered against your temple after walking through the door.

he thought retirement would be better; more time for you and the twins, more time for himself. less time in the public eye.

he was so wrong.

he did spent most of his time with you and the twins.

he does have time for himself. which helped him change alot of things about him.

his diet, his time management, his hair.

but when he wasn't he was out for photoshoots, promo photos, advertisements. it was less grueling than hours of daily practice, tasteless, dry meals. but it was still alot.

but that's what came with being a prodigy at tennis, with being a household name.

"mornin'" you groaned, stretching your arms as he walked to your vanity to check himself out. "how was the event?" you asked tiredly, resting your cheek against your arms as you watched him look at himself in the mirror.

"boring, like usual." you hummed at his response, curling up further into the sheets. "you know..." he turned to you, a slight frown on his face. "do you think i should cut my hair? an interviewer asked about it." he murmured, walking up to you, kicking his shoes off, unbuttoning his shirt before laying down beside you. "but like in a condescending way, i guess."

you took his position as an invitation, scooting closer to him, resting your forehead against his. "i think," you whisper, brushing one of the front pieces of his hair off his face. "you should think about what i think about your hair more than what an interviewer said."

he grins, closing his eyes, relishing on the warmth your body is radiating. "and what do you think then?"

"that you look so fucking hot."

he groans, getting ontop of you and catching your lips in a sloppy, wet kiss. his hands dropped down to your breasts, giving them a slight squeeze before his lips descended onto your neck. "yeah? you like my hair that much?" he growled, parting your thighs so he could easily fit inbetween them.

you nodded, breathlessly moaning as he bit your neck. his kisses continued going lower and lower until finally reaching your stomach.

"art.." you whined, arching you back.

your fingers go tangled up in his hair. and you tugged.

he would be lying if he said he's keeping the length just for that. you pulling at it when you feel needy, when you want him to stop because he's overstimulating you. but also when its just you and him in bed, and your fingers go through his hair as he rests his head on your chest.

he moans without him realizing, his cock throbbing already.

but he cant.

he needs to please you first.

"lift up your hips for me baby." and you do, ofcourse you do.

he tosses your panties away, his eyes locked in your wet cunt. you tug him down, pressing his face into your core. he groans, taking in your smell he became so, so familiar with before going absolutely crazy inbetween your legs.

he's slurping, sucking, licking and spitting. the sounds both you and him are making are straight out of a porn video. "f-fuck!" you yelp, tugging harshly at his hair, bucking up your hips against his face.

"are you coming baby?" he says against your pussy, the vibrations making your body tremble. you nod, your free hand gripping the sheets. "do it all over my face. come on."

meanwhile, he's full on humping the bed, his cock is throbbing painfully. aching to be inside the person he adores and loves more than anything else. you.

you groan loudly, your eyes watering as you come. "fuck fuck fuck.." you moan out, body going limp from the feeling of the orgasm. he slurps every drop of your orgasm, softly rubbing your hips before giving your cunt tiny kisses. "there there."

you tug at his hair, again. wanting him to hold you. and he does, taking off his already loose buttoned down shirt before kissing your cheeks. and you bury your face into his chest, nuzzling your cheek against his chest hairs while your hand is still in his hair, but instead of pulling, you're now caressing his scalp.

"so i guess this means i shouldn't cut my hair then?" he whispers, tucking his chin ontop of your head while chuckling. "you think?" you giggle,running your finger up and down his abdomen.

"do you... to go again?" he whispers, already unbuckling his belt. and you nod. your hands already inside of pants. "before the twins wake up."

[rue-x3]

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“Do you know how to dance?”

“Not well.”

Shen Yuan said, absentminded as he focused his attention on dragging his fingers through the other male’s unruly feathers. Shen Jiu just hummed thoughtfully, stretching his left wing out under Shen Yuan’s skilled fingers.

“I suppose I’ll have to see your skill with my own eyes, your self doubt makes you quite the unreliable narrator.”

Shen Yuan snorted at that, switching to the other wing as he listened to Shen Jiu’s musings. It’d been a few years since he’d been sent to the Shen estate as a valet for the ill-tempered son of some haughty nobles. He was a crow—what business did he have working for a family of secretary birds?

Shen Jiu shared the sentiment, unwilling to give Shen Yuan the time of day. The relationship began to change after Shen Yuan got Shen Jiu out of a tricky situation. It wasn't some sudden "Oh I love my valet, I trust him with my life" type of things. It was an event that made Shen Jiu willing to give Shen Yuan a chance to do his job.

Afterwards things just developed naturally. There was no romance—not yet at least. The relationship between the secretary (ironic) and the crow had become more of friends—even best friends (on a good day). Shen Jiu found Shen Yuan's opinions on the romanticized tropes commonly found in stories quite entertaining.

Shen Yuan clapped his hands together as he finished preening the wings of his lord. There was a party that Shen Jiu needed to attend. He normally showed up alone, escorting nobody and enjoying the life of a single bird. This party however, was a matchmaking party. Those with partners would be there to show off, and those without would be there to find love. If Shen Jiu's attendance wasn't required he wouldn't be caught dead at one of those parties.

"Will you be escorted by Lord Liu?"

Shen Yuan asked, feigning curiosity as he began to comb through Shen Jiu's hair. Shen Jiu crinkled his nose, letting out a snort.

"That brute? Don't even joke about that."

Shen Jiu said with a roll of his eyes, shooting Shen Yuan a glare through the mirror of his vanity. Shen Yuan rolled his eyes.

"He's not that bad."

"All he ever thinks about is fighting. My tastes are far too refined for a man who's muscles work faster than his brain." A joke, Liu Qingge was nothing short of a genius, flawed only in social intelligence. "Plus, he's going to be escorting Mu Qingfang this time around. They've finally stopped their dancing around one another and confirmed the relationship, we were there when it happened."

Shen Yuan's eyebrows shot up. He wasn't expecting that.

"You're joking."

Shen Jiu met his eyes through the mirror, an eyebrow raised in disbelief as he took in Shen Yuan's genuine confusion.

"Shen Yuan, we were invited to their betrothal party."

Shen Yuan's hands stopped moving, pausing in Shen Jiu's hair.

"That was their engagement party?! I thought it was a union party, like to celebrate the joining of the families!"

"Yes, it was a joining through marriage. Surely my valet is not this dense?"

Shen Yuan shook his cluelessness off, murmuring a small "Can't believe they're really engaged." before changing the topic.

"So then... Sir Shang?"

Shen Jiu shot him a warning look and Shen Yuan backed off with a roll of his eyes.

"Lord Yue? Lady Qi?"

"That man will come nowhere near me. Lady Qi's situation is quite complicated."

"Oh, did something happen to her? I've been to busy reading this new novel to check the news."

"She ran off to elope with her handmaiden."

"WHAT?"

The look Shen Jiu gave him through the mirror made Shen Yuan's paper thin face flush with embarrassment. He cleared his throat as he tied Shen Jiu's hair up.

"Ahem... So then... Who are you escorting then?"

Shen Jiu let out a snort at that—as if he was amused that Shen Yuan even had to ask.

"If not you then who else?"

"Oh, so it's me huh..."

Shen Yuan nodded absentmindedly, the information not really clicking fora few seconds later.

"Wait ME?"

"Why else would I ask about your dancing skills?"

[sammysammer]

TW - eyes

abstracted bunny jax! :D

(the design is based on the famous dream tiger)

[samthemelon]

I'm glad to see everyone's enjoying themselves