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I saw these lovely scarfs on pinterest and thought it'd be cool to see ren and mist in them. Also if it's not to much of a odd question, dose mist have a favourite plush too??

(also hope your okay and doing well too mein!!)

THIS IS SOOOO CUTE!!-`♡´-`♡´- I wanted to draw something wintery and here it is :3

Mist would definitely take a red scarf, it's her favorite color, Ren will then get the yellow scarf ₊˚⊹ᰔ

Ohhh, actually, while I was drawing this scene, so many ideas for "normal life" AU came to my mind. For example, Mist has never seen snow before, she was born in a place where there is no winter, so walking through snowy Canada with Ren would be amazing for her. But cat-girl also doesn't handle the cold as well as the heat, so fox-boy could carry something like a thermos of warm tea or take-away coffee for her, as a caring gesture to warm her up -`♡´-

As for her favorite plush, I think she really likes different plush bunnies and kittens, they are just so cute and fluffy!

Since we're talking about "normal life", I'll answer this question right away too.

This is a difficult question and I would like to believe that everything could be fine for them, that they, for example, would somehow escape or Strade would simply die, and they would be found, sent to therapy with specialists, but…I don't know- I can imagine their normal life within the AU, yes. But…the human psyche is a very delicate mechanism and some breakdowns in it can be suppressed, driven deep into the subconscious, but if some trigger happens, everything will burst out again and cause even more damage. I'm not trying to say that it is impossible to cure victims after kidnapping and violence, but it could be lifelong treatment, including going to a psychologist, taking medication, a lot of support from relatives and friends. But I still want to believe that they would have their own chance for a happy ending, even if their therapy lasted the rest of their lives.

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This one means a lot..

Something I found on Twitter that really puts things in perspective as a creator.

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How do you feel about Gatobob?

I think she's amazing! A great artist, a great writer/scriptwriter, a wise and understanding woman, and I want to kiss her hands. Her games inspired me and thousands of people to make arts, create headcanons, create stories (and because of her game I found my best friend!!)

What happened to her, I mean her life situation in the past, I think was too cruel, something you wouldn't wish even on your worst enemy. I feel compassion for her and others who have lost people they trusted so much, our life is too unfair and full of pain, but even so she managed not to break and with her posts she encourages others to be strong even in the worst situations, she's sunshine. And I hope that now she is surrounded by close friends and kind fans and receives a lot of support, love, and warmth.

I want to hug her and never let her go 💔

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Some art for a new Beastkin.

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doodle

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Redraws and fun sketches of Strade

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Don't forget to preen your boyfriend so they are well taken care of.

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What if a captive managed to kill Strade and offered to take Ren and Mist with them 🤔

I'll answer two questions here at once, they have a similar theme of the murder of Strade-

If a captive killed Strade, whom Ren and Mist previously could have considered literally invincible, they would be VERY scared, it could be a real shock for them, but they would also be scared by the thought that they would be next.

A captive from the basement fought for their lives and they won, but for victims of Stockholm syndrome, they can look like an aggressor and the one who took away beastkins' literal "world", because their thinking has changed greatly over the years of captivity.

And, as cruel as it may sound, I think that only another cruel master can keep them in check. Or one who can find some kind of individual approach to the two of them. If the new master cannot intimidate Ren and Mist or earn their authority and/or love, gradually-gradually the new master can get into a situation where their lives are in danger. These beastkins are not kind, they have a broken psyche and, in the future, they will both become cruel and dangerous individuals who can begin to test their strength and boundaries on the captive who survived.

Oh no, she won't! She's an opportunist and she won't bite the strong and dangerous hand that feeds, protects her and gives various benefits...even if she has to make various sacrifices in the form of her own blood or someone else's blood.

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og post

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slay the princess

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Okay so a small idea, but in my au beastkins are actually based off their animal counterpart. And it actually comes in into play, ren was a small bit of practice while Lawrence was fun to draw. But still a small idea

If you like it then please let me know!

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My Darling

Derek Goffard x !Hitwoman, busty! woman reader

Warnings: Killing, ruthless hitwoman, rough, hard sex spanking, hair pulling, Dirty talk, angst talk, You always get the job done, Seducing attempt

Do you think you’ll kill for me one day?

Yes, of course I will, my darling

He was infatuated with you, A busy hitwoman who brought home dough, he could respect it but there was a slight problem, you were good at hiding your emotions no matter how big or small your job was you always had a stone cold face through everything, you were trained by your father who was a former hitman and he taught you everything you needed to know and do, Derek couldn’t know what you were thinking, while even he was fucking his at the time girlfriend your target who had gotten away had busted in his room, interrupted the moment, of course he was embarrassed and then tensed up seeing you, in black lingerie that fitted your body, he remembered saying a soft ‘Damn’ and that only meant one thing

You were seducing your target only to kill them while in the process, this target however had gotten away, Derek’s then girlfriend screaming in horror as she saw and clung to Derek, You had tackled your target down hard, attempting to choke him out, shattering a vase, your target had grabbed a glass shard and swung on your face, slicing your cheek, making you grunt loudly and get off of him, your target scampered away and you were after blood now, grabbing Derek’s pocket knife off his dresser and chased after your target coldly

Derek stares at you, you were sitting on a bench in a wealthy church where all the shadiest and wealthiest people were, perfect and prim how you were, you didn’t know it yet but you were going to be all his, he was going to make sure of it, he got up and went to you, whispering in your ear, your stare never faltered like you were unfazed or uninterested, he asked you to meet at this place, you knew the place, where all the elite and wealthy would have all these orgy parties with each other, you felt yourself cringe, God, he was so disgusting, but he swore he had a task for you when you'd get there, Derek was so fucking rich he could basically buy the organization you worked for,....so you reluctantly went

You went to said Party, orgies happening all around you, you wore some black lingerie to blend in and you did, you went to the door Derek said to meet him for the job and surprise, you hear a woman moaning in bliss, you rolled your eyes, of course you were fucking set up, what'd you expect from a fucking Goffard, you creek the door open some seeing the woman riding Derek's cock, Derek thrusting his thick, uncut, 9inch cock up into he pussy, making her go wild with lust, he sucks her nipple, as she clung to him, riding his cock without shame, he saw you peaking, he intimately looks at you in the eye, continuing to thrust into the woman

Oh god, this bitch is a fucking FREAK, too freaky for you, he gave you that look, a look that was full of coaxing and persuasion, silently telling you to come to him, you immediately backed up and almost jolted out that bitch, screaming, note that you almost did that.

You avoided Derek by all means after that and walked a bit quicker out of church, clearly that was not going to win you over and that got Derek to think, you were not an idiot, but he could pay for someone to stalk you and he did and now he broke in and sat on your sofa waiting just for you

You walked through your door and screamed ins hock, seeing him, you couldn’t call the police cause you were a hitwoman and he couldn’t easily persuade the police with money, he smug grin upon seeing you, his leg crossed over his other all confident

“Hi honey, welcome home”

He greeted in a sickly,sweet voice, making you shiver in cringe, you scoffed, you just got back from another hitwoman gig, you definitely did not need him stirring up any shit right now, you placed your duffle bag down and glared at him, closing the door

“What you think you’re doing here?”

You ask, glaring at him, Derek snicker mischievously, enjoying how fast he pissed you off already, he stood up, prowling to you in short steps, face to face with you, You were clearly over this

“you know you have this wall built around you and I’m trying to be something more with you”

He bluntly says, his teal, blue eyes narrowed at you,he is really trying to, he wants you, yea he always got what he wanted and now he wanted you, just you, the cold, hitwoman you, You bit you lips

“You ever think I’m trying to protect you?”

You blatantly say, he scoffed and laugh mockingly at that, your eyes narrowing at him cause he wasn’t taking you serious

“You sure have a funny way of protection, ignoring my advances and pushing me away, yea you’re the real protector”

He mockingly says, you could not believe your ears is he really that dumb?, guess all that money went to his head, you got a little closer to him

“what if I drop dead tomorrow?, what if someone plants a hit on me?, I don’t want you missing me, I don’t want you getting close, I’m dangerous for you”

You explain, his eyes softens up, his mind finally connecting the pieces, you were rejecting him cause you didn’t want him to miss you when you are gone, yeah you were dangerous but that’s his choice, he is here cause he wants you

“You don’t get to make that decision for me, I’m here cause I want to be, no one else is making me be here, I want you, you, you!”

He says, he sounded like a child throwing a tantrum, this bitch was crazy but he was crazy for you, your cold eyes softened up for him, you took his hands, kissing his palms

“You don’t know what you are saying, you don’t know what you want”

You say, he drops his hands from yours and grabbed you face, his eyes still narrow, you were still deciding for him and he hated that, absolutely hated it, he’s tired of everyone choosing and making decisions for him

“I want you, you’re not fucking changing my mind”

He finally says, his hard eyes never leaving yours, You sigh, the searing his lips passionately for a kiss, his eyes widen then he softly shuts them, he held your waist and gave your booty a few rubs, this was a win in his books, you tilt your head, deepening the kiss your tongues swirled around each other, he lifted you up and went to your room

You both were stripped out of your clothes, and you were on all fours on your bed, softly shaking your bare bum to coax and tease him, he growled, his 9 inch, uncut, cock twitching and drooling from the slit on his tip, he gave your plump ass a spank, making you giggle softly, then without going slow he fully unsheathed his cock into your pussy, making you yelp and grab you sheets, his hands gripped and held onto your ass as he began to thrust into you pussy from the back

“ooooh shhhiit”

You blissfully cussed, he shoved your face into a pillow as he fucked you from the back, your muffled moans in the pillow, his cock invading your velvet walls that were clenching onto him like a vice, pleasure sparks through you spine, he spanked your big rump making you moan and yelp, feeling the hot stinging pain on your ass made you delirious and babble incoherently into your pillow, being fucked dumb into your pillow, his head rolls back along with his eyes, stretching out your perfect pussy

“this pretty pussy in mine, all fucking mine”

He seductively growled, spanking your ass with every word, your eyes lifted from the pillow and hot, blissful tears fell from your eyes, from the mind blowing sparks of pleasure flowing through your body, he gripped your hair, forcing your neck back to reveal the beautiful column of your throat and forcefully tongue kiss you, his cock still meanly churning your insides, you were in absolute heaven with your brains being all fucked out, god, it must be what those girls felt like

he then turned you onto your back, your moans now audible and your fucked out face made him hover over you and meanly fuck your pussy good with slow tantalizing strokes, your eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he savored the exquisite strokes as hits all your sweets spots with more care, your mouth drooled from the pleasure shooting up your spine, your calves twitching in bliss

“Look at me, ruining your pretty pussy, such a good fucking girl for me, gonna stuff you nice and full of my cum, believe that”

he growled, your mind too fucked out of your mind only whines and and whimpers, he grabbed your chin, making you look at him, he thrusted balls deep and shot his scalding, burning cum into your womb, making you squirt from the over pleasure, you caught your breath, eyes half lidded with lust as his cock softens inside and of you, you both held each other, the room smelling of sex and cheap perfume and cologne mixed together.

You were Derek’s and Derek was yours, you two over possessive with each other, you’d do absolutely anything for him and he would do anything for you, you’d basically were doing tasks for him, no one was going to put your pookie in danger, you took his jobs without hesitation, of course he was stunned but you did for love, it was all for him and he’d bail you out of jail no hesitation if you were caught on suspicion of arranging and attempted assassination, all for love.

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I love his face I just want to cuddle him, call him my hunny bee or Renny, kiss him, help him with his problems and tell everything about me

I'm crazy about him ngl

I'm not going to say he's all mine but he is mine in my persona

I love him

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Hey so question, but what is your favourite piece you've drawn?

I like this drawing, derek looks stupid.

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Controversial take: A dni list is a warning to your audience and mutuals, not your terms of service for being friends with you. it's not my responsibility to make sure I don't fit your dni list before following you. It's yours to skim my profile or ask me questions to make sure, if it's REALLY that big of a deal to you. And it CERTAINLY has nothing to do with me if you follow my dumbass. Most I'm doing is checking your bio/pinned for an age, the rest is up to you, broski.

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I don't feel like finishing