d e v o n
Game of Thrones Daily
Keni
Peter Solarz
hello vonnie
sheepfilms
Cosimo Galluzzi
Monterey Bay Aquarium
cherry valley forever
Mike Driver
we're not kids anymore.
h
Not today Justin

Show & Tell

if i look back, i am lost

shark vs the universe
Cosmic Funnies

seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Belgium

seen from Germany
seen from Australia

seen from Peru

seen from Netherlands
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Norway
seen from Philippines

seen from Brunei

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Türkiye

seen from Singapore

seen from United States
@ekiimori

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Ok ok so you know the thing where it's like 'hey trust exercise' where person A runs up to person B and jumps in their arms? The one that became a meme with the hot coffee....
that. just that. Could you please write something for it using characters from twisted wonderland? Thank you!
A/N: I do know the thing lol. I think this is a super cute idea and will have some fun with it hehe...Sorry if it's not too long. I am writing this in between classes just to have a little mental break :) I also think this will work better with baby headcannons so I can do more characters. Since you did not specify any characters, I will be self indulgent. Prompt: Trust exercise! Do they catch you? Format: Baby headcannons huhuhu Characters: Everyone. Literally Everyone. I feel inspired for some reason. Warnings: None :) Tooth-ache fluff. Also not proofread. Likely grammar/spelling errors

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Ok ok so you know the thing where it's like 'hey trust exercise' where person A runs up to person B and jumps in their arms? The one that became a meme with the hot coffee....
that. just that. Could you please write something for it using characters from twisted wonderland? Thank you!
A/N: I do know the thing lol. I think this is a super cute idea and will have some fun with it hehe...Sorry if it's not too long. I am writing this in between classes just to have a little mental break :) I also think this will work better with baby headcannons so I can do more characters. Since you did not specify any characters, I will be self indulgent. Prompt: Trust exercise! Do they catch you? Format: Baby headcannons huhuhu Characters: Everyone. Literally Everyone. I feel inspired for some reason. Warnings: None :) Tooth-ache fluff. Also not proofread. Likely grammar/spelling errors
Ok ok so you know the thing where it's like 'hey trust exercise' where person A runs up to person B and jumps in their arms? The one that became a meme with the hot coffee....
that. just that. Could you please write something for it using characters from twisted wonderland? Thank you!
A/N: I do know the thing lol. I think this is a super cute idea and will have some fun with it hehe...Sorry if it's not too long. I am writing this in between classes just to have a little mental break :) I also think this will work better with baby headcannons so I can do more characters. Since you did not specify any characters, I will be self indulgent. Prompt: Trust exercise! Do they catch you? Format: Baby headcannons huhuhu Characters: Everyone. Literally Everyone. I feel inspired for some reason. Warnings: None :) Tooth-ache fluff. Also not proofread. Likely grammar/spelling errors
“Slut.”
Your eyes bulged out of your head as the words mindlessly slipped past your lips, hand slapping over your mouth as you stared in horror. It wasn’t like you to be so careless, especially not when princes and people who could wave a hand to have you six feet under (quite literally) surrounded you.
It didn’t help that all your friends' jaws dropped at your single word (others were trying hard to not double over laughing). Especially not when it was so out of your character to say.
All you could do was stare blankly into the distance, wishing this was all a bad dream, and that you could dissipate like smoke into the sky. Yet the harsh reality bit into you as warm brown eyes watched on in shock, which morphed into amusement as his laughter rang in the air.
You suppose you should count yourself lucky that Minajael Tealrajah, prince of the Scalding Sands, was not vindictive.
IM CRYING HAHAHAHAHAH HELPPP
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! During a movie night in the Ramshackle, using an old projector to watch a horror film through a white sheet hung up on the wall that Deuce had rigged up. A comforter was draped over both of you as you sat close together on the couch, his arm casually resting behind you on the back of the couch. Whenever there is a jumpscare upcoming in a movie or a sudden loud noise, Deuce would instinctively cover your eyes with his calloused hand and pull your body closer to his. "You don't have to look," he said, refusing to remove his hand until the scary moment had passed. As the scene passes, his hand ruffled your hair reassuringly, bumping his head over yours, then quietly nuzzling the side of his face against your temple. "Just tell me when it's too much, 'kay?"
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! It was another season of basketball matches, with all seven varsity teams competing against one another in a fierce battle for the championship title. Floyd didn't want to see you wearing any other team's colors, so he lent you his extra jersey to wear to show your support. Either he intentionally forgot or he really forgot a small, significant detail that you're showcasing to the other spectators that his last name is embroidered on the back of the jersey. Eh, he doesn't care regardless; he just wanted to see his cute little Shrimpy in the bleachers cheering for him. Whenever he managed to score a point, he would glance up at you and blow a kiss in your direction, quietly mouthing it. "That's for you!"
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! You were invited to have a humble afternoon tea with Jade in a cafe downtown. At first, it was a spontaneous invitation coming from him; out of all the students he wanted to toy with, he chose you. Instead of sitting across from each other, he chose to sit closer to you, his knee brushing against yours under the small table. He looked pleased just being near you; meanwhile, you were just awkwardly accepting the sweet treats he kept feeding you, unsure of his intentions, but letting him continue because his company was surprisingly tolerable. "Jwade—Mpmph!" You try to speak up, but he quickly shushes you with another buttery scone, a fond smile playing on his lips, and his hand resting over his chin. "Hush, my dear," he whispers, his eyes remaining closed. "Allow me to spoil you a little longer."
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! Everywhere you go, you are often greeted with well-made presents and letters. Flowers that matched your preferences, novelty items that you mentioned in passing, and handwritten notes expressing their open admiration for you. As any rational person would react, you would've been creeped out by this level of attention from someone anonymous. However, fortunately, a certain someone was courteous enough to reveal his initials as 'R.H.' It takes a no-brainer to connect the dots and realize that it's none other than the infamous hunter himself, Rook Hunt. You sighed, ignoring the gaping looks from other students, and turned your head to the window to see Rook perched on a nearby tree branch, greeting you with his usual smile and a friendly wave.
rook is such a romantic guy pls i need him so bad

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! During a movie night in the Ramshackle, using an old projector to watch a horror film through a white sheet hung up on the wall that Deuce had rigged up. A comforter was draped over both of you as you sat close together on the couch, his arm casually resting behind you on the back of the couch. Whenever there is a jumpscare upcoming in a movie or a sudden loud noise, Deuce would instinctively cover your eyes with his calloused hand and pull your body closer to his. "You don't have to look," he said, refusing to remove his hand until the scary moment had passed. As the scene passes, his hand ruffled your hair reassuringly, bumping his head over yours, then quietly nuzzling the side of his face against your temple. "Just tell me when it's too much, 'kay?"
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! It was another season of basketball matches, with all seven varsity teams competing against one another in a fierce battle for the championship title. Floyd didn't want to see you wearing any other team's colors, so he lent you his extra jersey to wear to show your support. Either he intentionally forgot or he really forgot a small, significant detail that you're showcasing to the other spectators that his last name is embroidered on the back of the jersey. Eh, he doesn't care regardless; he just wanted to see his cute little Shrimpy in the bleachers cheering for him. Whenever he managed to score a point, he would glance up at you and blow a kiss in your direction, quietly mouthing it. "That's for you!"
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! You were invited to have a humble afternoon tea with Jade in a cafe downtown. At first, it was a spontaneous invitation coming from him; out of all the students he wanted to toy with, he chose you. Instead of sitting across from each other, he chose to sit closer to you, his knee brushing against yours under the small table. He looked pleased just being near you; meanwhile, you were just awkwardly accepting the sweet treats he kept feeding you, unsure of his intentions, but letting him continue because his company was surprisingly tolerable. "Jwade—Mpmph!" You try to speak up, but he quickly shushes you with another buttery scone, a fond smile playing on his lips, and his hand resting over his chin. "Hush, my dear," he whispers, his eyes remaining closed. "Allow me to spoil you a little longer."
YOU TWO ARE NOT DATING, BUT! Everywhere you go, you are often greeted with well-made presents and letters. Flowers that matched your preferences, novelty items that you mentioned in passing, and handwritten notes expressing their open admiration for you. As any rational person would react, you would've been creeped out by this level of attention from someone anonymous. However, fortunately, a certain someone was courteous enough to reveal his initials as 'R.H.' It takes a no-brainer to connect the dots and realize that it's none other than the infamous hunter himself, Rook Hunt. You sighed, ignoring the gaping looks from other students, and turned your head to the window to see Rook perched on a nearby tree branch, greeting you with his usual smile and a friendly wave.
I think it'd be funny if you accidentally used the phrase "I'm gonna hunt you for sport" on Rook and he just stares at you getting all blushy because oh my? You're saying that here?? In public??? Mon Cherie how bold of you! And it takes you a second before it clicks and you explode into a burning blush flustered.
I think it'd be funny if you accidentally used the phrase "I'm gonna hunt you for sport" on Rook and he just stares at you getting all blushy because oh my? You're saying that here?? In public??? Mon Cherie how bold of you! And it takes you a second before it clicks and you explode into a burning blush flustered.
i owe you my life for writing this banger non oomf
A well fed beast
Rook loved you
He really did
How could he not?
How could he have ever possibly looked at you and stayed away, how could he have ever not wanted you? You and only you. C'est magnifique, everything about you. The birds sing their song just for you to hear, the sun shines day after day simply to illuminate your beauty--the glow always managing to highlight your features in a way that had made him dedicate whole books of poetry to you. The concept of l'amour, the way he had wielded the word before, paled in comparision to the simple enormity of what he felt for you.
But he was scared, oh so scared. Time and time again he had been told he was too much--too loud, too bold, too eccentric. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he drove you away.
So he avoided you until he himself could figure out what to do, left rooms, pointedly spoke to someone else, anyone but you.
But still, his gaze always finds his way back to you. Always you.
OMLLLL I LOVE HIM SO MUCH THIS IS PEAKKKKKK

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Rook loved you
He really did
How could he not?
How could he have ever possibly looked at you and stayed away, how could he have ever not wanted you? You and only you. C'est magnifique, everything about you. The birds sing their song just for you to hear, the sun shines day after day simply to illuminate your beauty--the glow always managing to highlight your features in a way that had made him dedicate whole books of poetry to you. The concept of l'amour, the way he had wielded the word before, paled in comparision to the simple enormity of what he felt for you.
But he was scared, oh so scared. Time and time again he had been told he was too much--too loud, too bold, too eccentric. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he drove you away.
So he avoided you until he himself could figure out what to do, left rooms, pointedly spoke to someone else, anyone but you.
But still, his gaze always finds his way back to you. Always you.
You know when someone traps you by showing you their entire camera roll to you? This, but with Rook and all the photos he has taken of you without your knowledge
“Oh ma chère, aren’t you just lovely in this photo?” Rook leaned onto your shoulder as you showed you his phone screen. The picture in question was a candid shot of you walking around campus. It wasn’t especially interesting, but he seemed to think otherwise.
“Look at this one! It’s even lovelier! Your beauty is truly unmatched!” he cooed as he scrolled to the next photo. This one was in fact arguably better. You were sitting by the window in the library, warm sun rays casting soft light over your face.
“How many of these do you even have?” you furrowed your brows in concern “When you said you wanted to show me something, I didn’t think you would show me every single picture you had ever taken of me. Wait— when did you even take that?!”
“Ah that one! I took it through your bathroom window. You’re awfully cute when you’re showering, mon amour” Rook sighed dreamily as he gave you a peck on your cheek. “Though you should invest in some curtains. You never know what creep that could be watching you” he scoffed.
“Right…”
I love him so much