Christmas Countdown, Christmas Day: Simple Traditions

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

What you will need:

5 each of three denominations of coin currency

5 kernels of dried corn

5 sesame seeds

5 cinnamon sticks

5 cloves

5 whole allspice

5 pecans

Place set of objects into a thin, tall bottle. Close the bottle well. Shake the bottle with your non-dominant hand for 5 minutes while repeating these or similar words: ‘Herbs and silver, Copper and grain; Work to increase my money gain’ Place the money spell bottle on a table somewhere in your house. Leave your purse, wallet or cheque book near the bottle when at home. Allow money to come into your life. 

Good morning people! The world unpaused their favorite genocide today.

DO NOT STOP SPEAKING FOR PALESTINE.

pretty and polished - nagi seishiro

18+ content ahead!

cw: handjob, sub!nagi (kinda), no specified gender for reader but u do have nails on, just a sweet lil bit of domestic filth yknow

"you're home early!"

you walk into your apartment to see your boyfriend sprawled on the couch, mindlessly playing a game on his phone while a cooking show drones on the tv in the background.

"hm? oh, yeah, we left practice early to avoid the storm that's coming in tonight. where have you been?" nagi asks, eyeing you as you toe off your sneakers and set your keys and wallet down. the metal scrapes on the wood of the entryway table, and you shuffle over to the couch to sit right at his waist. he hums in contentment when your hand reaches over to slide through his snowy hair.

your hand on his scalp gives him your answer. "i got my nails redone!" the other hand comes up to show him a pretty baby blue on your fingertips. it makes the color of your skin more vibrant, he notices.

"mm. pretty."

his reaction seems as if he couldn't care less, but you know nagi much better than that. his cacao eyes have a particular twinkle to them when he looks back down at his phone, one that you know all too well. experimentally, you oh-so-lightly drag your nails down his chest, skimming his stomach.

the muscles on his abs jerk. bingo.

the palm resting on the hem of his sweats lifts a touch as the fabric starts to strain against his growing erection. nagi blinks up lazily at you.

"what are you doing?"

his voice is steady, but the shake of his fingers as they graze over the hand on his stomach tell a different story.

"oh, nothing," you smile, "just lay back and relax, hm?"

he nods, clicking his phone off and resting it on his chest. he watches as your fingers tuck under the elastic of his pants and snap them back against his skin. he doesn't miss the scrape of your nails on his lower tummy.

his cock twitches. fuck, he's hard.

again, you skim your hand into his pants. his breathing is picking up its pace, and your free hand traces down his cheek, a polished nail rubbing over the plush of his bottom lip. he presses a feathery kiss to it, and you return the favor with a syrupy smile.

"s..stop teasing..." nagi whispers. "just do it."

you lean down and press a kiss to his clothed pectoral. "sure, baby."

finally, god, finally, you peel off the top of his pants and briefs just enough for his dick to spring out. the tip is already weeping with precum, the head flushed an aggravated pink. the sight makes your mouth water and your hand wraps his girth, one finger closing around at a time. the blue of your nails look almost neon in contrast to the glow of pink on his head. swiping your thumb over his slit, you collect the precum that's oozed out, and swipe it around the bulb of the tip.

nagi's swallowing his breaths now, his tongue dry and his fingers twitching. his chest feels like it's about to explode under your fingertips. "baby, please, go faster."

humming, you quickly jerk your hand up the length of his cock, then twist it as you slide it back down, beginning to set a rhythm. you lean down, gathering saliva in your mouth, and let it pool from your lips and onto the head to alleviate the friction. the mixture puddles in the creases of your hand, and a drop rolls over one of your nails. nagi's vision tunnels on it, watching with the precision of a needle hooking a thread as the lubrication trails down your finger, your knuckle, your wrist.

his throat gives way to choked out whines, pants, anything to relieve the bubbling in his chest. they bounce off the walls of the room, the noise of the tv long forgotten.

you're jerking him faster, with more pressure, curling your wrist with every downstroke, and nagi thinks he might pass out. the pressure in his gut sends sparks up his spine, til his face and ears flush with incinerating heat.

"baby, baby- i...!!"

his hips seize upwards, one of his legs coming up, searching for reprieve on the fabric of the couch. a long, drawn-out groan escapes his mouth, and his cock twitches in your hand as a thin stream of cum bursts up and falls on your hand.

you keep stroking him, shushing him while he catches his breath until all his release is coating your hand and dribbling off your arm and onto his thighs. your thumb kisses his tip one last time as his length falls limp in your hand.

once his vision clears, nagi laces his fingers between your cum-coated ones, and he brings them to his mouth, pressing his lips to your knuckles.

he makes a mental note to send you money for the nails later.

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I am a(n):

⚪ Male

⚪ Female

🔘 Writer

Looking for

⚪ Boyfriend

⚪ Girlfriend

🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can't remember

IM NOT CRYING…YOUR CRYING

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Finally after two days of working on this it’s finally done….I pretty much said fuck it with the backgrounds and just used the original that I used for the reference. Backgrounds scare me…

I’ll be posting the tiktok that goes with this scene tomorrow since the audio goes along with it.

{artwork is mine!

Please ask for permission before posting to other sites and please credit me!

Don’t remove my watermarks!}

My Social’s:

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⭐️Color Correspondences⭐️

In witchcraft, certain colors have correspondences that you’ll notice throughout your craft. It’s important to remember these for things such as Candle Magick and reading auras. 

Red: love, passion, sexuality, initiation, aggression, strength, control, health, and vitality. 

Planets: Sun, Mars

Orange: luck, kindness, celebration, abundance, optimism, and comfort

Planets: Mars, Mercury, Uranus

Yellow: positivity, courage, vitality, progress, communication, mental clarity, and focus

Planets: Sun, Mercury, Uranus

Green: finance, luck, charity, health, prosperity, vitality, nature, fertility, and balance. 

Planets: Earth, Jupiter, Venus

Turquoise: change, travel, intellect, invention, creativity, and humanity 

Planets: Mercury, Venus, Neptune

Blue: understanding, patience, honor, fidelity, health, healing, wisdom, justice, and tranquility 

Planets: Moon, Jupiter, Neptune, Uranus, Pluto 

Purple: wisdom, psychic ability and power, divination, inspiration, spirituality, empowerment and enchantment. 

Planets: Moon, Jupiter, Neptune, Saturn, Pluto 

Pink: love, healing, family, friendship, selflessness, and socializing

Planets: Venus

White: purification, truth, inspiration, clarity, spiritual strength, and enlightenment

Planet: Moon

Black: protection, honor and respect, deep meditation, banishment, and unlocking

Planet: Saturn, Pluto

Grey: neutralization and stasis

Planet: Earth, Pluto 

Silver: femininity, emotional stability, intuition, dreams, and psychic ability

Planet: Moon, Neptune 

Gold: masculinity, luxury, power, success, confidence, and creativity

Planets: Sun, Mercury, Uranus

Bronze: positivity, friendship, and unity 

Planets: Mercury, Mars, Uranus 

Brown: grounding, concentration, searching, and protection

Planets: Earth, Saturn, Uranus

anyway attack on titan is nazi propaganda and i dont trust ppl who like it, and as a Jew™ and general decent person i have the fucking right to say i hate snk and fans of it on my own blog

Inumaki in one of those short cottagecore dresses😩

I LOVE THISSSSS

it took some confidence from toge to have himself wear a dress out in public to a date, of course he gave you private fashion shows almost every night, letting you look at his new outfits, and dresses he got from the mall with nobara.

he looks so good, purple, flowery dress, it'd be able to blow from the breeze freely once you two get out. it wasn't too short, but short enough to stop at his knees. his eyes popped out from it, it was gorgeous.

you can't keep your hands off of him, grabbing him every chance you got. toge would playfully slap you away, muttering onigiri ingredients, yet it was obvious he was enjoying your attention.

"you're so stunning, you know that, right?" you hugged toge from behind, moving your head over to kiss his cheek. he'll place his hands over yours on his stomach, turning to place a kiss on your lips back.

"bonito flakes,,,"

you pinched his hip, shaking your head. "fucking beautiful, you always will be, toge," you grinned, taking his hand into yours. toge shyly looked over, squeezing your hand.

you noticed him pulling out his phone, snapping a quick picture of you holding his one hand. "that's not fair, i want a full picture of you now, say cheese," you rushed to take your phone out, snapping as many pictures as you could, mostly all blurry images from toge shaking out of your grasp, trying to pose, laughing all at the same time.

"stay still!"

"mentaiko!"

he kept moving around, laughing his little ass off, watching you struggle to take a picture. he started to sign playful insults towards you. "you use your phone like a grandma."

you rolled your eyes, hurrying over to toge, picking him up bridal style. "can a grandma pick you up like this, hm? i woulda tossed you in the grass if you weren't wearing that pretty dress," you kissed his forehead. toge held onto you tightly, rubbing his cheek against your chest.

snapping a picture of the two of you in the background, megumi sighed. "i hate third wheeling."