feels generous today

  • KnB Fandom: I'll take a special deluxe of AoKaga, animal-style, topped with extra AkaKuro. Make it sizzle. Add some MidoTaka for that spice. Gimme an AoKise and make it a large because I'm feeling generous to myself today. And I'll have a MuraHimu, and make it sweet with sprinkles.
  • Internet: Will that be for here or to go?
  • KnB Fandom: Here.
  • KnB Fandom: I have no shame.
Art commissions open! Please throw your money at me!

A LITTLE STORY: I’m freshly unemployed and about to move out of my abusive home to study at a uni far far away where i’ll be living on campus. I currently have NO INCOME other than to draw for you. So…

Here’s what I’m offering- A4 or A5 realistic graphite portraits of: 

  • your loving parents 
  • your amazing godsend sunshine pets 
  • your beautiful friends 
  • actual queen who we don’t deserve Viola Davis 
  • or whoever else you like 
  • Ariana Grande 
  • or whoever else you like 
  • Donald Trump sucking Mike Pence’s dick 
  • seriously I’m desperate enough to draw anything for you
  • as long as you have a reference photo for me 

Here’s some examples of what I have to offer:


All prices are in AUD. You can pay for your commission to my PayPal @ katielongkl@hotmail.com OR if you’re feeling a little generous today, you can donate as much as you like (I’ll send you a personalised lil thank you note with a free sketch of a dog attached just because I love dogs and I’ll assume you do too)

Details will be discussed in PM if you would like a drawing from me, or if you have any other questions before you decide, you can shoot me a message or send me an ask

anonymous asked:

Did Ziam spend holidays together? They were ghosts.Apparently Zayn was in Aspen with Gigith's family.


You seem very nice, I think I sort of answered this an hour(ish) ago, but I’m feeling like a generous hoe today. The official answer was that Zayn was in Aspen with Gigith, but he was never actually physically *seen* out with Gigith or her family in Aspen, or on any of the families’ social media accounts, so you know, I’m of the offish opinion that he probably took a bunch of photos then left to spend his hols elsewhere. Seeing as Leeyum was also relatively ghost during those hols, there’s the distinct possibility that they spent those hols together. :)

rilakumabear  asked:

Can I be greedy for the ask meme thing? 3, 4, 5, 14, 15 for "Ships in the night" and/or "business before pleasure".13 for any/all of your fics please? WOW THIS IS REALLY GREEDY SORRY you dont have to do all of them if you dont want :3

Hey :) Feeling a bit generous today so here we go:


3. Favorite Line/s of Narration

So far, every single Reset is just a variation of him falling in love with Lee Pace. And every single day following that is just a variation of making Lee Pace fall for him.

If his true goal is to save Lee, then maybe, just maybe, his efforts to make the man love him back is hampering his progress. Maybe he is really not meant to end up with Lee. Maybe he’s been doing this the wrong way all along.

Or what if this is not only about saving Lee? Perhaps this loop is a chance for Richard to remake himself. To have a chance at a better ending for the two of them. An ending that may or may not involve Lee Pace loving him back.

If this is going to be his life now, then Richard wants to find a way to lessen the impact of the Resets on him. He cannot let this destroy him like this every single time. If he is meant to save Lee Pace, then he needs to get his life together and stop acting like a lovesick puppy all the time.

Then again, what if he is really the one who died? Maybe this is purgatory. Or maybe even hell.

‘Okay, probably not. But, who can really tell for sure?’

4. Favorite Line/s of Dialogue
I’ve got so many, but here’s one from Chapter 9. It still haunts me.

“Tomorrow, when we wake up, are you gonna regret this?” Lee asks softly while tracing the blue mark on his side. This time he doesn’t ask what it means or why Richard has it in the first place.

“Are you?” Richard counters, unwilling to answer the question because a part of him already does.

5. Hardest Part to Write
So far, certain parts of the latest chapter. Homophobia and bi-erasure are two issues that matter to me, and of course, I don’t ever want to subject my characters to such treatment, but the plot called for it. I dunno if I did justice to those parts, but that subplot is still not over.

14. Something I want the readers to learn
Live in the moment. The main characters in this fic are so burdened by either their past or their future that they sometimes forget to live the life they have at the moment. This sounds kinda spoilery, so… *sweat drops*

15. What I learned from writing this fic
Outlines are helpful AF, but don’t be afraid to stray away from it. Sometimes, the most amazing part of a chapter just came to me while writing the first draft. I live for moments like that.


3. Favorite Line/s of Narration

There is a reason behind his choice of alias. Over time, he has become an expert at packing himself away and becoming someone else’s John.
John Porter.
John Proctor, sometimes.
John Thornton, for a bit of variety.
John is such an unassuming, flavorless name, making it the perfect base for his clients’. oft-times, delicious fantasies.

4. Favorite Line/s of Dialogue

“I like this job,” Lee says after a moment. “I’m not like him, trying to make ends meet while I wait for my big break. I wanted this life, and I knew what I was getting into.”

“You honestly like it?”

“Well, you see, people pay me to have sex,” Lee explains with all the gravitas he can muster. 

“Really?” Richard asks, wide-eyed and visibly struggling to maintain a straight face. “I’ve never heard of such a thing. Tell me more.”

Snickering, Lee takes a sip of his wine. “It’s always an adventure, isn’t it? Different people, different fantasies. You never know what you’re gonna get. Plus, the pay’s not too shabby.“ 

“Yeah,” Richard agrees, finally allowing a grin to form on his wine-stained lips. “Can’t beat that.”

“Is that why you do it? For fun? Or is it the money?”

“A bit of both, sure.” Richard sinks to the back of the couch, head resting on the soft leather so that he is staring up at the ceiling. “I like… I like the people. You meet all kinds, but they’re all so desperate for company, for some sort of connection. It’s nice to give that to them, even if it’s just for a short while.”

5. Hardest Part to Write

The smut part. It’s not the usual ‘first time’ plus I wanted to capture the nuances without going off-track from the plot.

14. Something I wanted the readers to learn
Wishful thinking can only get you so far. Be brave, trust your instinct, and take that step.

15. What I learned from writing this fic
I actually did some research on how cross-dressing escorts operate, and there is this reddit Q&A thing done by an actual escort, who used to do this. He told the most fascinating stories about his former client, and I figured this is how I want my LP to be like in the fic.

13. What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

LP CLONEVERSE - Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes
SHIPS IN THE NIGHT - Ships in the Night by Mat Kearney for the first 10 chapters; Geronimo by Sheppard for the latter chapters
TASTE MY LOVE - Sick of Losing Soulmates by dodie
MARCH 15: EVERYTHING YOU DO IS WRONG DAY - for him. by Troye Sivan
MARCH 16: EVERYTHING YOU DO IS RIGHT DAY - False Alarm by Matoma ft. Becky Hill
MARKED - Desire by Years and Years
SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN - Wildest Moments by Jessie Ware
BUSINESS BEFORE PLEASURE - You & I (Forever) by Jessie Ware
MAD IN LOVE - Kiss with a Fist by Florence + The Machine
DRAWN TO YOU - La Vie en Rose by Edith Piaf (but I listened to covers by Louis Armstrong and Cristin Milioti)

Thank you so much for reading my fics! You can be greedy with your asks any time you want ;)

Five times Adrien resisted and that one time he couldn't

Summary: The locker room was filled with silence as Adrien slumped on the locker behind him, letting out incoherent sounds of wheezes as he ran his hands through his hair, gripping them through his fingers.

Plagg seemed unperturbed by his charge’s loosening hold of sanity as he floated in front if him, and yawned. “Are we going to help her or do you want me to let you die in peace?”

A/N: I have no say in this except that there are a lot of fics concerning on the fact that Chat keep sneaking into Marinette’s room and there isn’t a lot of aftermath of that. It frustrates me to no end and so spurts me into making this hell

Beware of cussing because I was feeling generous today when I was writing this

and heavy make outs, so it’s bordering T and M

Also, V-day may have passed but love will always exist in me

Lmao jk

Beta’d with love by @birukimeraki!

Adrien had never thought he would kiss Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

At least, not on her balcony as Chat Noir, where the moonlight was glowing softly on them from where he perfectly perched himself on the railing, her hand tentively touching his shoulder that it was as if she wasn’t sure she wanted touch him or not. And when he saw the way her blue eyes seemed to glow under the white rays of the moon, her lips pink and moist from his kiss while having his hand cupped on her cheek, he couldn’t help but think that everything around them was almost planned.

Too well planed, that he heard the soft sound of Edith Piaf drifting towards them from somewhere below, her rich voice rang through the quiet roads of Paris.

It was as if someone plucked this scene from a Disney movie and decided they should have a run for it.

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Of Cooking Shows and Sofas

by runedmalec

Rated T | Malec | Drabble | Magnus hates watching cooking shows but he loves Alec and that’s all that matters.

“Hey, darling.” Magnus said as he walked out of his office and saw his shadowhunter boyfriend reclined on the sofa watching a cooking show on the flat screen.  Magnus had been in a video conference with a group of vampires in the Bahamas who had a tricky case of blue boils after pissing off a group of travelling warlocks. Naturally, they had decided to annoy yet another warlock in an attempt to get the atrocious boils removed. Thankfully Magnus was feeling particularly generous today, for a fee, of course.

“Hey, that took longer than I thought it would. You missed Anna dropping the soufflé.” Alec said. He shuffled himself along the sofa so that there was enough space for Magnus to slot himself in beside him and then as soon as Magnus was settled Alec snuggled into his side returning his eyes to the tv.

“Did Tomas manage to perfect the risotto?” Magnus asked.

“Yes, but then Sharon made beef wellington and it was so tender that she overtook him on the leader board.” Alec said excitedly.

Magnus smiled as he watched Alec watch the cooking show. Magnus hated cooking and as a result he also hated cooking shows, however the look on Alec’s face as he watched the drama of the kitchen was definitely worth sitting through the unending talk of frying, chopping, sautéing and tenderising. Not that Magnus really knew what the two latter words meant.

Alec however was engrossed, which was what interested Magnus.

Magnus could sit for hours watching Alec. The way his lips curved into a smile whenever one of his favourite contestants did a good job, the way he would gnaw anxious on his lower lip when someone burnt their dish or dropped something or even added too much of a certain ingredient making it an extremely risky dish. In fact, the lip biting was one of Magnus’ favourite parts, whenever Alec did it he wanted to tease the lip out from beneath his teeth and slowly kiss it, suck on it, bite it himself…

“Oh no, not again Stacey!” Alec said in exasperation. “Why doesn’t she ever learn? There’s a giant timer behind her, it’s obvious that she’s going to run out of time.”

And that, Magnus loved the explosive comments that Alec couldn’t contain.

Magnus hated watching cooking shows, but he loved watching Alec.

Sketch requests!

If you’re a follower & you want me to draw your OC (or your friend’s OC), then send me a link to a picture of them!

If they don’t fit my style, then I might not draw them, but that’s very unlikely ^^
I won’t post the drawings today, I’ll share them tomorrow or some other days this week.

ONE MORE THING, it doesn’t have to be an OC, it can be a photo of you! :)

(I honestly doubt that I’ll get any requests but I’m feeling generous today)

———————————————————– Closed

Okay okay, lets just imagine daddy!kink Ashton being with his girl who has a princess!kink. He dresses her up in frilly pink panties with little bows on them and makes her wear tiaras and tutus while he fucks her. He’d say things like “Does princess like what daddy’s giving to her?” Or “My little princess was naughty today” and smacks her ass to make them as pink as the panties or “Daddy’s feeling generous today, how about a present, Princess?” and he goes down on her until she can’t take it anymore.

quick, pass me the holy water before I end up in hell.

For @pinkpandorafrog


Meet Cute, Coffee Shop AU

“Well, this is embarassing…” he rummaged in his pocket, coming up empty.  “I promise you, I’m good for it…” he frowned and patted all his pockets.  

“Mmhmm, like I haven’t heard that one before…” Darcy sighed and leaned over on the counter, tapping her finger impatiently while the t-shirt and jeans dude made a big show of trying to prove to her that he’d lost his wallet.  

“No, I’m serious…I’m good for it…I just seem to have lost my–”  

“Lost your wallet.  Gotcha.  Well, listen…I’m feeling generous today, you just take your coffee and crossant ON the house.”

He locked eyes with her, picking up his plate and cup. “Much obliged…I’m really–”  

She held up her hand, “Just..pay it forward.” 

“Oh, I intend to.”  

Darcy didn’t think anything of it. She paid his tab herself and the “lost wallet” guy didn’t cross her mind for the rest of the weekend.  It wasn’t until Monday morning, when a business card and exact change for his bill, including a 20% tip appeared in her work cubby that she even thought about him again.  

Her eyes bugged out when she saw the name on the card: Tony Stark, CEO/Owner, Stark Industries.  Everything started to click, the wacky facial hair, the voice… She flipped the card over, where he’d written on the back.  “Thanks, Darcy.  Give me a call sometime, we’re hiring.  Just paying it forward.”     

HI everyone! I just want to talk to you guys quick about something very important. I have just put up ads on my blog (courtesy google) and I’m going to explain why: 

I’m a college student (which you probably know) and want to focus as much time as I can on my studies. I have a part-time job as a nanny but only work about 10-15 hours a week so that I can have time for school. Unfortunately, this alone cannot pay my tuition. So, that’s where the ads come in!

They are up because every time they are clicked, I receive a few cents from google. And this is where you can come in! If you are feeling particularly generous today, feel free to click those ads on the side. They won’t be spam and they won’t be annoying (because google is nice). All you have to do is click one of the link then click the ad on the new page. Then just sit on the page for a minute or two (or else it won’t go through!!). You can leave the page open in another tab while you continue to scroll tumblr or watch youtube or whatever, then you can close it after a couple of minutes. And boom, you just helped a college student with one click.

Feel free to reblog this post!

You have no idea how much I would appreciate your help! Every cent I receive from my ads goes straight to my college savings account. Thank you again!!

Dear Random Internet Dude,

It’s Friday, and I’m feeling generous today, so I’m going to be really nice here and not out you, and your little good morning message.

I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume that nobody has every directed you on how to have a proper conversation. But understand, this is your one and only warning.

Let me be super clear here.

1. I do not care how long and hard you want to fuck me.
2. I do not care if you are a hot boy.
3. And, no, I will not give send you emails to have good long sex.

Here’s the thing, if you want to get laid by someone you don’t have to pay for, you’re going to have to do some serious research on women and their psychology. You also need to learn now to be a decent person.

Google is your friend. Use it wisely. Use it often.