Would you by chance be able to help me identify these two new cuties I bought? The one on the right is about to bloom! I’ve had it for about a week under some grow lights and the flower stalk is much taller! Thank youuu💕
The one on the left is either an alworthia ‘black gem’ variegata or an aloe walmsley’s bronze variegata. They look VERY similar and unless anyone else can say for sure, you probably won’t know which until it blooms.
The one on the right is a lovely! clump! of haworthia tessellata.
If you are so inclined, I would love to see Ravenpaw drawn being brave or mature, since his anxiety was really only apparent while around Tigerstar and large groups of cats. However I saw your post with the list of current warriors requests, so I understand completely if you choose not to or do not have time ^_^ I just stumbled on your page and I love your art! When I have money in the future, I will contact you about commissions~
well, he did catch an adder before right? thats pretty brave
markiplier: defended pewdiepie getting two low income guys who didn’t know english banned from their only source of income by getting them to say nazi things, and is also one of the most obnoxious internet personalities
Request: Hey!!! Can I have a blurb/imagine whatever where reader was in harry’s and sam’s class and is invited to their 18th birthday party and meets tom and smutty things happen? Please! I love youuu
Warnings: light smut, probably bad one cause it’s my first time writing it, alcohol, swearing
I hope you like it !
,,Here are my favourite boys.” You say smiling while wrapping your arms around Harry and Sam. You’re walking in the middle of them and pat their shoulders as a hello.
,,Hey Y/N, long time no see.” Harry jokes as you continue to make your way down the corridor. You guys are in one chemistry class and see each other nearly every day.
,,Yeah I know.” You nearly trip over your own feed as you try to walk backwards without fooling your self so you could look the boys in the eyes.
,,Careful, we don’t want you to brake your nose. You wanna look good for the boys.” Sam wiggles his eyebrows and you stop at your locker, looking at the brothers with a confused expression.
,,Did I miss something?” You ask while putting some books into your back so you can study later.
,,Obviously yes !” The boys smirk at the same time as they throw their heads back laughing.
,,Spill the beans, I have classes to go.” You say with a playful undertone as you throw your hair behind your shoulder.
,,Our Party is tonight ! We invited you ages ago.” Sam runs a hand threw his hair and you gasp, mentally face palming yourself.
,,Shit it’s today?” You mumble a bit out of track. Looks like your studys have to wait until tomorrow.
,,Yeah, we thought you’d come.” Harry furrows his eyebrows and plays with the strings of his backbag while you watch his movements.
,,Sure! I can’t miss your party, can I? I’d be a bad friend if I raincheck on you. ”
The ring of the bell interrupts your conversation and you share a quick hug with the boys before storming off into the other direction, not before yelling:,, See you guys tonight !”
You spend the rest of the day with surviving school and getting home as soon as possible, wanting to get ready.
It takes you some time to decide what to wear and weither to wear make up or not, deciding to go with what you’re comfortable with the most.
You look at your phone to see how much time you have left, checking yourself in the mirror while doing so.
Partying with the Holland’s is always fun, and you want to look especially good on their own party. It’s not the first time that you hang out with them, but it’s the first time you’ll meet all of their other friends.
You quickly grab the present you bought for Sam and Harry and make your way to their house, excitement bubbling in your stomach.
You can already hear the loud music booming from inside the house and see some people in the front garden with red cups in their hands, talking with each other.
You greet a few people with a simple hi and instantly spot the brothers in the crowd, a big smile creeping onto your face as you make your way towards them.
,,Hey Sam!” You shout over the loud music, sending him a wave.
,,Y/N you’re here !” He answers before wrapping your arms around you and taking your hand.
,,C’mon, let’s get you something to drink.” He leads you into the kitchen and you raise your eyebrow.
,,I’m not allowed to greet Harry first?” You ask sarcastically.
,,Nah, he can wait. Here.” Sam hands you a cup with some brown liquor and dares you to chuck it down in a few sips, repeating the process two times.
,,Go easy on me!” You laugh after the third cup, not wanting to drink more. Your throat was already burning and you want to take some time before drinking another one.
,,If you say so, oh there’s Harrison! I’ll be right back.” Sam takes a sip from your cup before disappearing back into the crowd and you chuckle, surprised by the amount of people that actually showed up. You knew that Sam and Harry have a lot of friends, but you never expected the half school to come.
After talking to a few people and taking a sip here and there, you feel a familiar warmth in your stomach and can’t hide the blush on your cheeks. You feel slightly tipsy and decide to get you another drink, wanting the feeling to grow more intense.
You look at the ground while making your way back into kitchen, head slightly swaying with the music. Suddenly your front collapses with something hard and you spill the rest of your drink all over yourself, gasping by the cold.
As your head shoots up, you’re greeted with brown eyes that belong to tom holland, the older brother of Sam and Harry. Whenever he has time he’d hang out with you guys as well, but you’ve never been alone with him.
,,Shit I’m sorry, are you okay?” He asks shocked, guilt washing over his features.
,,Yeah, but I think my shirt isn’t.” You laugh embarrassed as you wrap your arms around your torso, trying to hide your chest that starts to get transparent.
,,Do you wanna change? I can give you a shirt of mine if you don’t mind. I’m sorry for bumping into you.” He nervously strachtes the back of his neck and you blush, looking at your feed.
,,Yeah that would be nice.” You put the cup that was empty by now on a high board next to you and press your lips together, taking Toms appearance in.
He’s wearing a navy green shirt and black jeans, his hair is slightly clinging onto his forehead in soft locks.
,,Just follow me.” Tom let’s out a shaky breath and you ask yourself why he seems so nervous, tightening the grip around your torso.
He leads you up the stairs into his room, his scent almost envolving you like a second skin. You close your eyes for a split second, standing in his room for the first time ever. It’s simple and clean, matching Toms fine look.
,,You can uh-“ he turns around and scans his room for something while you open your eyes, waiting for what he’s going to say.
,,take this one if you like, or another. It’s up to you.” He hands you a simple black shirt from his dresser and you let the fabric glide between your fingers, enjoying how it feels. Without thinking you lift your arms and pull your own shirt over your head, letting it glide to the floor. You can feel Toms gaze on you and blush once more, not before sliding his shirt over your head and adjusting your hair.
As expected, the shirt is way to big for you and you look down at yourself, smelling Toms cologne as if it’s your own.
,,You look great.” Tom mumbles quietly, but you still hear him.
,,You think so?” You bite your lip and ignore the growing tension between you and Tom as you stare into his brown eyes, admiring them from afar.
,,Yeah, if I’m honest, you look hot. Not that I want you to feel uncomfortable but it’s really nice.” Tom talks fast and doesn’t take his eyes off of you either, both of you standing his room only a few steps apart.
You feel the heat in your whole body as it warms up your blood and makes you feel flustered.
,,Thank you.” You brush a single hair strain behind your ear and watch Tom as he makes a step forward, eyes never leaving yours.
You straighten your body and look at Toms lips, asking your self how’d they taste. You would lie if you’d say that you never asked yourself that question before, but now you feel like you have the courage to find it out.
Without thinking twice about it you close the gap between you two and get on your tip toes to pull Tom down to you.
Your chests collide once again, an audible sigh leaving your body as his hands wrap around your lower back, slowly guiding upwards to cup your jaw.
Your eyes flutter shut and you lick your lips one last time before gently pressing them on Toms, tasting the same liquor you drank earlier.
He instantly pulls you closer and you slowly melt into his touch, hands exploring his skin as your tongue slides over his bottom lip before exploring your mouth.
Your fingers start pulling on his hair and your whole body is covered in goosebumps as Tom slowly slides under yours, well his shirt, and strokes your exposed skin with his thumb. You smile into the Kiss and push yourself against Tom, leading him to stumble backwards.
His back is pressed against the nearest wall and he turns you around, standing between your legs as you lean yourself against the wall, letting Tom cover your jaw and neck in wet kisses.
,,Tom.” You mumble satisfied by his kissing skills, feeling like pudding under his touch.
,,Do you want me to stop?” He instantly pulls away and looks at your with concern in his eyes, making you aww on the inside.
,,No, God Tom no.” You giggle out of breath, heart beating fast against your chest.
,,Good.” He smirks down at you and traps your head between his arms, closing his eyes as you pull a bit stronger at his curls.
Your lips move in synchronisation with his and you feel a hot sensation in your chore, making you rub your hips at Toms.
He gets the hint and leans his forehead against yours, hands gently cupping your ass.
You do as you’re told and wrap you arms around Toms neck for support, nibbling on his skin as he carries you towards his bed.
You always liked Tom and the alcohol in your veins encourages you to go further.
,,Are you sure you want this? You don’t have to if you feel-“
You cut Tom off by sucking harsher on his skin and flipping him into the mattress, you being on top and in control.
Your hips grind over his growing bulge, earning a light moan from him.
His fingertips leave a burning sensation all over your skin and your hands fumble with the end of his belt, wanting to open it.
,,No darling.” Tom whispers with a husky voice as he grabs your hand, making the heat in your core even worse.
,,This is all about you.” He shifts from underneath you, leaving you slightly confused as you sit down on your legs.
Tom grabs a pillow and throws it at the end of the bed, not before hovering above you, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head as he slowly presses you down so your head rests on the pillow.
You let out a giggle by his actions and pull at the hem of his shirt, wanting to finally see his abs instead of just touching them.
,,Impatient much, aren’t we?” Tom laughs at well and it sounds like music in your eyes. His strong biceps flexes slightly as he raises his arms and pulls the navy shirt over his head, exposing his toned muscles.
You bite down on your lip and let your fingertips run over his skin, loving the way he reacts to your touch.
His erection adds a constant pressure to your private area and you part your legs a bit, so he can lean between them as you two continue to make out.
His hands take your shirt off with ease and you shiver slightly, frowning at the loss of his lips on yours.
,,Relax, and stop me if you have any doubts okay?” Tom whispers into your ear and you nod, not having any doubts at all. You know Tom and trust him, way to turned on to stop now.
He stadys himself with his left elbow, so he’s not putting his whole weight on you as his other hand starts to unbotton your jeans, brushing over your thighs and stomach while doing so. He already found your sweet spot down your neck and swirls his tongue over it, making you turn your head so he can get better acces.
You feel like your panties are already soaked and press your legs together to create some type of friction, making Tom part them again.
,,Patience baby girl.” His British accent makes your heart skip a beat and you arch your back to feel his member at your core.
Suddenly a loud gasp leaves your body as tom runs a single finger over your core, playing with the fabric of your underwear. His breath is heavy and hot, hitting right below your ear making you shiver.
,,So wet for me.” He closes his eyes and gently bites down on your bottom lip before fighting with your tongue for dominance, winning effortlessly.
You feel like your breath is hitched in your throat as he slowly starts to pull the fabric down your core, letting the cool air crash down on your sensitive skin.
His finger feels warm and soft against your belly, as he traces small circles down your navel over your slit and back up.
,,Tom, please.” You whine impatient, having enough of his teasing.
,,Please what?” He slightly Parts your lips and brushes your clit softly, not before removing them again.
,,Touch me.“ You say confident, not caring about how it might sound. Your eyes are already shut to concentrate on Tom and what his touch does to you.
,,Your wish is my demand.“ Tom says laughing as he nibbles on your earlobe before kissing the top of your collarbone and the upper part of your breasts that aren’t covered by your bra.
His fingers make their way back to your most sensitive part and play with your bundle of nerves, making you squirm in pleasure.
Tom chuckles against your neck and slowly pumps a single finger inside of you, giving you time to adjust and making sure you’re comfortable with it.
When he sees that you’re circling your hips, he pushes them down to hold you still and continues his movements.
His thumb never leaves your clit and stimulates you in a way no one did before, making the hot knot in your stomach growing bigger with every bump from his finger.
You feel him adding a second one and sigh deeply, the way he curls is fingers inside of you makes you want to grab the sheets and ball your hands into fists.
Instead you run your fingers threw his hair and kiss him hard, teeth pulling on his lower lip as you moan into his mouth.
You can feel yourself getting closer and Toms movements speeding up, leaving your whole body tensed.
,,I‘m close.“ You mumble, being the current mess you are.
,,Don’t hold it back.” Toms tongue swirls over the skin on your neck and leaves some dark marks as his thumb adds more pressure and changes the direction he’s circling.
,,Tom.” You moan as you grab his biceps, meeting him with your hips and leaving your mouth slightly open.
The knot in your stomach makes your toes curl and you wrap yourself around Tom as you let your orgasm wash over you, squeezing your legs shut as Tom brings you threw your high. After your breath slows down again and he feels you relaxing, he carefully removes his fingers and brushes over your thighs and stomach before arriving at your jaw, cupping it with both of his hands and kissing you tenderly.
,,It’s your turn.” You whisper as sexy as possible into his ear before sucking on his sweet spot, ready to return him the favour he just gave you.
why are there four dogs in our house?we don't own four dogs. we don't even own one." for the prompt thing thank youuu❤️
Request 07: Dog Days
Requests are open. xx.
“I’ve got m'self into a sligh’ predicament,” Harry murmured to himself as he watched the four furry animals play on the floor in front of him. There was a Boarder Collie named Jane, a Pitbull named Zeke, a Pug named Roxanne, and a Chihuahua named Loki. Harry wasn’t surprised at all that they were all getting along. He made sure that they were compatible at the shelter. Which, by the way, didn’t go as planned.
He stepped into the shelter to look at getting you a dog for your birthday. One dog. That was it. Except, he really liked Jane. And Zeke. And Roxanne. And Loki. And he just couldn’t say no, damn it. Especially when he looked into their sad and pleading little eyes.
The volunteers at the shelter looked at him like he was insane when he insisted that he wanted all four at the same time.
“Sir, Mr. Styles, we really don’t recommend adopting more than one or two dogs at a time,” the woman at the front desk said warily.
Harry gave her a sweet smile. “‘Eh, but I like ‘em all. Don’ wan’ anyone to feel left out, yeh see,” he explained.
The woman gave him a tight smile. “O-okay, if that’s what you’d like, we can get started on the paperwork now.”
What seemed like 500 signatures, a boatload of information, and a million questions later, Harry left the shelter with a generous amount of money for the rest of the animals, and he left with his four new furry friends.
That’s why, when he heard your car pull into the garage, he panicked. He just adopted four dogs.
Without your input. And now they were rolling around on the living room floor.
“Hey, Harry, Jeff called me and sai-” you stopped dead in your tracks at the sight before you.
Your lovely husband stood off to the side of the room and before you were four dogs that definitely were not there when you left the house this morning. You slowly turned your gaze to Harry. “Why are there four dogs in our house? We don’t own four dogs. We don’t even own one,” you said as calmly as possible.
Harry tried to give you a charming smile. “We do now, love!”
“Look,” he started, walking over to you slowly. “I wanted to get yeh a dog foh yehr birthday. An’ when I went into the shelter… I ended up likin’ four of ‘em. So I got ‘em.”
Your head was spinning, and there was a part of you that was slightly annoyed with the fact that your husband deciding to bring four dogs home without any warning. But all you could do was laugh. You broke out into a giggle and then a full on cackle, laughing so hard you had doubled over. “I love you,” you gasped out when you could finally breathe again.
Harry chuckled and watched you as you knelt down on the floor to greet your fur-babies. Harry got down on the floor as well and introduced you to every dog, informing you of their quirks and their backstories as to why they were at the shelter in the first place.
“So can we keep 'em?” Harry asked, cradling Loki in his arms.
The sight made you crack up again. “Yeah,” you giggled. “We can keep 'em.”