#🐦‍⬛ anon asks

[ask-karasu-tabito]

Let's so on a blind date!!!

Oh no. Yer prolly one of those @ask-otoya-eita reeled in fer me…

Ya know what, might as well.

[dipperscavern]

Jon has a praise kink send tweet

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send. goddamn. tweet. SEND TWEETE SEEND TEET I CANT EVEN BEGIN TO EXPRESS HOW MUCH I AGREE WITH THIS

he never got any praise growing up. it was always negativity, if anything at all. jon craves your attention, any attention you’ll give him — a glance from across the room, a brush of knuckles, a smile in response to his horridly dry joke; anything you’ll offer him, mediocre to melancholy, he’s taking. greedily.

and when that attention is positive? positive words? dear lord above us

it could even start in a non nsfw setting. seeing him get that hard inventory that he was dreading finished, and giving him a “Knew you could do it, Jon.” while pressing a kiss to his cheek in reward. something so small, but it switches him to that place that makes his brain all fuzzy, filled with only thoughts of you — thoughts of being good for you. thoughts of getting you to say it again.

[pintrestgrl]

barry giving precious head because she was crying too much so he just eats her out until she is crying for another reason, literally telling her "stop crying or i will give you a reason to cry" and that makes her think of her dad so now she is crying even more but this also makes her so wet.

sorry i am rambling but i just saw that barry pic and it did things to me

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BARRY ‘ND PRECIOUS

this has been in my drafts for literally ages n it’s also kinda short but here u go mama

barry knew how to shut precious up. it became a routine after years of the act. so, when he came home to her crying, he knew what to do. just like he always did. every time.

the minute he saw a tear drop, he rolled his eyes. he kept up the comfort act for a minute or so, rubbing her cheek n playing with her hair. but he couldn’t keep it up. he knew that.

so, he subtly managed to get her into the springy bed, laid on her back while he let her hold his hand. he claimed he had just the thing to make her feel better.

he carefully pryed her out of her panties as the tears continued, distracting him. he sighed at the consistent weeping, sitting up. he harshly pulled her up by the back of her head, fisting her hair inbetween his fingers.

he brought his face close to hers, pupils locking. “precious, if you don’t stop fuckin’ cryin’, i’m really gonna give you somethin’ to cry ‘bout.”

she looked at him, as if his words were being worn on his face. she had nothing but a look of uncertainty in her eyes. unsure, if he was serious about his words. but his words sounded too familiar. somethin her daddy used to say to her. a lot, actually.

precious had always been a cryer.

he pushed her back down by her ribs, holding her there in place. she let the words simmer in her mind, memories of her daddy taking over in her head. he brought his head down to her clit, placing a gentle kiss onto the bud. he licked a long stripe up her folds, holding her thighs down with his elbows.

she tried to silent her cries, not wanting to make barry any more upset. however, they were still there nonetheless. he continued his motions, his lips attaching to her clit to suck every so often. bringing his tongue back down, to her hole. she whimpered, from his actions. from his words.

he kept up with his actions, his hold getting tighter on her ribs. he brought his hand to her hole, letting two fingers slip into her. she sighed at the fullness, letting his tongue lap at her clit. his other hand, still allowed to hold on to hers. he wasn’t a monster.

soon enough, she came onto his fingers. he lifted his head up, seein the wet still splayed across her cheeks. he sat her up, shoving his two covered fingers into her mouth. he wiped the tears, on her cheeks with the pad of his thumb. keeping eye contact with her.

she swallowed around his digits, signaling she was done. he pulled them out, with a pop. he brought his head down, kissing the scar on her pussy that had been his doing. knife accident, that she never knew whether it really was an accident or not.

he grabbed her panties, putting them back on her. letting the fabric of the string pop against her hip. he brought her in by the back of her head, placing a kiss on the crown. pulling away, he analyzed her. “you satisfied, precious?”

she knew there was a right answer. and that there would be consequences if she answered incorrectly. she nodded her head, looking at him. he gave her a small smirk of approval, patting her cheek lightly.

he let her go, grabbing a towel off the doorknob and presumably going to shower. precious brought her knees up to her chest, letting her head rest on them. thinking.

barry had always reminded her of her daddy. the one she didn’t ever have.

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

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🐦‍⬛ anon

"Hey, Vaggie, isn't that our ship name?"

"Pretty sure it is, babe."

[ozarkthedog]

You said that you hc General Acacius as engaging in predator/prey kink when he’s feeling mean…………………………..elaborate on that please 😏

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hi, lil black bird!! I'm working on a full length dark!Marcus chase fic so I hope this holds you over until then. 💙

It feels as if the ground quakes with every step Marcus takes as he stalks after you. It makes your escape much more challenging as you narrowly avoid tripping on curled roots and fallen branches.

Marcus occasionally stops to tilt his head and listen, searching for signs of his frightened prey as they make their escape in the dense woods.

"Best pray I do not find you, girl, for I intend to ravage your soul."

When you make a run for it, he pounces like he'd been hiding behind the exact tree you were using for cover.

Brute hands easily tame your frantic struggle. His sturdy body is heavier and more deadly as the weighty armor he usually wears in battle now lends itself to your demise.

"Why the tears, girl? This was inevitable. The hunter always catches the hunted."

Marcus roughly takes you in whatever position he can at the moment. He's privy to the ground and crushing you under his body, becoming one with you and the earth.

He bends your mind and body to his will, uncaring and wicked, finally letting the beast lay claim to its writhing prey.

[physics-of-one-piece]

So ive been bored and trying to learn new languages. Then my mind drifted to something silly like one piece characters as language teachers 🐦‍⬛

🐦‍⬛anon!

Can I ask which new language you're taking on? Language-learning is usually fun especially diy.

Doffy is the Spanish teacher everyone has a a crush on but he's not very strict regarding the language or uptight. He's chill and fun.

Jimbei can be for Japanese, cus he talks a really formal old school Japanese and I love that.

Boa Hancock is teaching Chinese.

Crocodile is teaching Arabic.

Sanji and Monet are teaching French. (I still remember how cute Monet was when she got complimented that was so wholesome and cute)

Law is teaching German.

Bepo can teach Icelandic, Danish, Norwegian, etc.

Sabo for English!

Ace for Portuguese!

Robin is teaching Russian.

[abchavenforanon]

Penn is the kind of dad to have his kid go buy him a pack of cigarettes back when it was legal. I love shitty dad PA but not so much abusive dad PA

He just got a kid out of nowhere, he didn’t know he’d have to raise it too. He’s figuring it out. He sucks at it. His kid adores him and he has no idea why. He thinks he’s doing a terrible job.

sometimes his kid accidentally steals from stores and then instead of making the kid give it back, PA either forks over whatever money for it, or raises a fuss until cops are threatened or he gets it for free

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More PA dad conversations for those interested!

[amymbona]

1950s Patrick is cool, but imagine how tragic the story of 1940s Patrick is...

The war started and he is taken into the army, you cry and are afraid of losing your wonderful beloved husband. You can never be sure whether he will live or not, but can only believe and hope that at least he will remain alive, not to mention the injuries both physical and psychological, since war does not spare anyone. You spend your last night of love with him, whispering to him how much you love him and that you won't let him die. Maybe the conversation will even get to the baby, about how they want a baby and what you would name the baby after him. Patrick or Patricia :)) When a tear runs down cheek, he comforts you, says that he loves you, that he will never die and leave you alone. You end up falling asleep hugging him, and you look at him for the last time, knowing that tomorrow he will leave. In the morning you see him off, constantly kissing and hugging him the whole way, 'cause you understand that this is the only chance to be satiated with his love and adoration. You wave your handkerchief at him, shedding a tear, and here he is, leaving. All that remains is to believe that his service will be easier than others and that he will return to their home with the same wonderful smile and bright, shining eyes that you fell in love with.

Every time I realize that I'm a damn director, not a screenwriter. Give me my lovely screenwriter!!!

I haven't written to you for a long time, girlie. Amy, how are you?! What's up? 🤗🤗

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I'm gonna give you a blow job for this one, little bird. How am I doing? After reading this? Absolutely fucking wonderful.

One thing people must know about me is that I love angst and THIS..... 🫦🫦🫦 SO SO SO GOOD!

Imagine Patrick somewhere in the trench, the sun is falling down and he's shivering, purple bruises on his cheeks, his hair a complete mess. Unwashed, starving, the lack of sleep and warmth is very much evident in the way he's shivering but by some miracle, he hasn't gone crazy yet.

Perhaps it's the image of your beautiful face that he keeps in his pocket, a little photograph he has torn out of your family memory book that you keep in the living room, just to have you with himself at all times. All the men in his troop know about you, know your name and age and what flowers you like, that you love to dance to Glenn Miller's songs and wear the prettiest dresses. Patrick keeps talking about you nonstop.

And currently, he's writing a letter to you, one that he's been writing for the past there weeks and he honestly has no idea if his writings are ever gonna be seen by your eyes. Patrick is desperate to remain in contact with you, but he knows that even if all the letters would remain stuffed in his pocket, you'll know damn well what messages he is attempting to send you.

Luckily, through some begging and mutual contacts, he manages to give the letter to some guy. Patrick kisses it a thousand of times, hoping you'll get a whiff of his scent, even though he smells like dirt and piss.

My darling,

I miss you dearly and I miss you every day. Remember how I told you Remarque was a stupid fool? How I couldn't believe a single word from his book? This place is worse than All quiet on the western front, it's worse than hell itself.

Every day I thank myself for taking that little picture of your beautiful face to look at. It keeps me sane, I think, and I look at it more than I used to look at your real face. Forgive me it I've ever made you cry, my love. I cry every night.

Don't waste your words asking me how I'm doing, write about your days instead. Are you doing all alright? Are you keeping the place clean and that stray dog that keeps sneaking into our garden well fed? Has your mother's flu been treated and is she feeling better?

Please, darling, spray your perfume on the paper when you write me a response. Use the whole bottle it you feel like it's not enough. I just need to feel you somehow. If you can and find away, send me some food. Anything. In cans, preferably. Me and the boys are starving. They want to meet you when we're all back home. I talk about you and our memories every night.

I will be missing you until my heart stops beating.

Yours, Patrick

[big-faux-bro]

Hey big brother, I tried a new alcohol, and it’s a lot stronger than I expected… I think it’s called everclear? It’s tastes good with orange soda. I might have added a bit too much and my drink is really strong though…

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Oh, kiddo, you come here and sit down next to me, and we'll see if you just got yourself "slutty then passed out" drunk or "vomit then blackout" drunk, but either way, big brother's gonna take such good care of you, baby sis.

[the-kr8tor]

who decided to name sleepovers 'sleepovers'? THE LAST THING YOU DO IS SLEEP..it should be 'tryingtosummonjesusat1am-overs' (Ive been invited to one again) Daily Hobie HC! General hcs for this one>:) - Hates maths with a passion but is godly at it, and good at explaining it. He is a massive science lover though, and is also good at it. - Very accident prone, especially in places he's not familiar with. It's like Hobie forgets he's a walking stickbug. - Definitely has a kazoo somewhere just to annoy people with. - Gets unusually flustered and shy with compliments towards his glasses, especially coming from you. He hates them, but contacts sometimes irritate his eyes with how often he's had to take them out with shaky hands from being Spider-Punk. - Probably pretty good at shadow puppetry with how long and lanky his fingers are. - If it's your birthday, rest assured all of your gifts are handmade and customized to fit your interests. - If it's winter, his feet go cold while the rest of his body is still hot. - If you're laying on his chest, absent-mindedly (with your permission beforehand) he'll definitely be playing with your hair, lightly scratching/massaging your scalp and making sure not to tug. Hobie will even go so far as to take the time to make small braids in your hair, keeping only a few to tease you and undoing the rest. - His way of dealing with cuteness aggression is to go nom, so watch out. - DEFINITELY has some plants on a windowsill of the boathouse, which he cares for on his life. - If he reads, Hobie is CURSED with books that are apart of an incomplete series, leaving him on a cliffhanger for months until the next book comes out. - Originally his laces were white, but Hobie dyed them blue to convey the 'cop killer' lace code. - Despite the spiky appearance, he's got a soft body (when relaxed). Think of a giant plushie, cus that's him. -🐦‍⬛

Yeah it should be tryingtosleepwithoutablanketbecauseyourfriendforgottogiviveyouone 🤓☝️ have fun at your party!!!

Daily Hobie HC ❤️❤️❤️

Yay I always love general hcs!

Can't be me who is an absolute idiot with numbers 😭 (can he tutor me pls)

Imagine someone talking abt something shitty that he doesn't agree with and he brings out his kazoo and plays it to annoy the person like "yknow they should just---" pfft 🪈 (let's pretend that's a kazoo)

I'll never take my eyes off of him whenever he wears his glasses 😍🥰🥰

I bet Billie and mona loved it when he does shadow puppets! They'd be like "a kangaroo next! A whale!" Then he actually does it well!

He better be prepared to make his own merch then 🤭

PLEASE I WANT THAT 🥹🥺

I'm gonna bite him back 😈

Lmaoo imagine him accidentally waking you up in the middle of the night bc his book ended in a cliffhanger

I just want to cuddle with the stickbug 🥹

Yummy HCs

[ckret2]

i just read the latest chapter and started to think... was Amorphous Shape somehow created during the whole euclidean dance party thing? like were they Bill's fist henchmaniac in all this? I'm probably wrong but it was an interesting thought to me.

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Not his first Henchmaniac—in TBOB he says Amorphous Shape "showed up on our couch one day," indicating that the Henchmaniacs were already well-established and had a hangout place by the time she shows up—but yes, even though she won't join for a long while, somewhere in all this mess she's being created.

[ask-karasu-tabito]

what do u think of sachi

Heh. Why’d ya wanna know?

[enkays-den]

I'm demi/aroace in a very similar way to how you wrote skizz and I don't think them ending up in a non platonic relationship would go against that honestly. Being aspec is a very individual thing that makes you examine relationships and split then apart from the general categories to the actual building blocks that make them up. And that gives you the opportunity to build totally custom relationships out of those blocks that fit you and the other person without being confined to that exact rulebook of a platonic or romantic or sexual relationship the way society generally understands them.

There's a world where impulse never confesses and they're just friends and he just kind of pines and learns to be okay with that.

There's a world where he confesses and is turned down and they talk it out and continue on being friends. This is possible. I've been on both sides of this interaction and it does colour the friendship you continue to have somewhat but having the knowledge of those emotions out there so both parties are aware without really changing the relationship much from before the confession can be a very nice resolution. You do get over it and the love just kind of is love in whatever way it's able to exist. Spending time with someone you love that cares for you and enjoys your company is often times much more valuable than anything that sets apart a romantic relationship.

And there is a world where he confesses and they do form a more romantic leaning more intimate relationship. Again, to me being aroace doesn't mean you can never have any form of relationship that isn't purely platonic. Its about taking apart what these concepts mean and looking at each aspect individually and then looking at the other person and deciding together what you want to be and how you want to act towards the other person. Do you like kisses? Do you like being called specific endearments? Do you like having sex? Do you like living together? Do you want to spend your lives together? Do you want to sleep in the same room? In the same bed?

And there is a spectrum in every aspect like this of not being able to tolerate something, being willing to tolerate it in small doses if absolutely necessary, being willing to tolerate it because it makes your parter happy and you don't mind it, not having an active desire for it but being happy to do it if someone else does, liking it a little, liking it a lot, not being able to imagine going without it.

And you can figure out where you lay on that spectrum of repulsion to desire for each of the endless aspects that make up a relationship. And you match that up with the other person and figure out compromises. You can have a very intimate relationship and still be very asexual and aromantic. It's all about what you like and don't like specifically and what you and your parter decide between yourselves.

Sorry for the long ramble but this concept of romance and romance adjacent relationships while being aroace is something that hits very close to home and something that I'm very passionate about. Asexuality and aromanticism are such an incredibly diverse spectrum of experiences. I can't wait to see where Skizz will land on it.

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totally agree on all those points, just hope that the audience receives it as well. I'm writing from my perspective as demi-aroace-ish

Won't elaborate further as that firmly counts as spoilerssss ;)

thank you for the long reply though, anon!

[heartofbalemoon]

since the fem f/o exchange ( @donahdevotees ) is ongoing, i'm gonna infodump in for my oc x canon beans [specifically for caesar/crowe bc hyperfixation goes brrrr and i require content for them <3]

them, an infodump 👑 ❤️ 🐦‍⬛

* knowledge on zenless zone zero lore is optional but if it helps with your vision, i encourage you!!

♡ carefree adorkable leader of a biker gang × campy charismatic hostess/entertainer and community matriarch of new eridu (very much a gay icon)

♡ crowe blackforest (right) regularly hosts/partakes in shows at the 404 livehouse (in sixth street)! - i'm talking live singin/dancing, burlesque, comedy roasts, vogue balls.. not only that but as the community 'Mother', she takes in and brings together people from all walks of life; those who have lost relatives to ethereals (monsters), those ostracized for their identity, those looking for a purpose, etc. and they'd even help crowe out with her shows!

♡ crowe is very much a refined older woman (34 years), emotionally mature kinda girlie,, and given she's a crow thiren (humanoid with animal traits), she's incredibly smart - known to exploit opportunities and tell who is being sincere with their intentions. just because she's a sweetheart doesn't mean she can't be vicious when facing ethereals or hostile forces; her nails turn into talons similar to that of a crow's in combat mode! and she's very protective of her community (& caesar) 🐦‍⬛

♡ as for her partner caesar king (left), she is the leader of a biker gang dubbed the sons of calydon! she's pretty strong and straightforward, always ambitious when it comes to being the overlord of the outer ring! 👑

♡ caesar may do things her own way but she also takes on any valid suggestions other people provide her! and once caesar gets to know/trust you, she *absolutely* trusts you. and did i mention that caesar's has a soft tender side? she's a big romantic at heart, super curious about romance stories & media.. you might even catch her blushing!

♡ while caesar is primarily the 'top' of the duo, it's crowe who has the reins; her charisma and great perception skills allow crowe to find ways to make caesar's heart race in any way she can..! like,, crowe finds it amusing when she teases/flirts with caesar and caesar's pure reactions brings her an endearing sense of awe <3

♡ they're both notable figures of their own regions (crowe being from new eridu, caesar being from the outer ring) - and they also work really well together in terms of fending off rival biker gangs (in the outer ring), beating ethereals & ensuring that both of their circles are thriving!

♡ they are incredibly sweet with each other.... even caesar's gang and crowe's followers take notice and egg them on shfhhfgh-

♡ pet names i'd imagine them going for;

● crowe → caesar; 'my (good) king, my darling, my dear overlord, cutie, pookie bear, honey'; (not to be confused with her casual use of 'honey~ 💅')

● caesar → crowe; 'my queen, babe, darling, sweetheart'

thank u for coming to my ted talk- have more of them 🫶 (haven't done a ref sheet for crowe in time my apologies... orz)

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

Vaggie, where on Charlie's body do you think is most ticklish?

🐦‍⬛ anon

"Oh, it's her armpits."

[dipperscavern]

Again, congratulations, 1k on tumblr is a pretty outstanding number 👏

I thiiink i might do a fortune telling? I'm quite curious what m'lady dipper thinks.

As mentioned previously i'm goth, i mostly stick to new wave and tradgoth so very late 70s/80s. I love drying and pressing flowers, riding (HORSES), drawing, reading and cooking. I'm 5'3, my hair is dyed black, i'm mid sized and my eyes are grey if literally any of that is relevant.

I really enjoy fucking with people i love being a little offputting to them on purpose, specially to men. I like going to the gym and doing weight lifting and i used to do MMA, gotta be able to defend my oomfies inboxes you know? What else... Right i'll keep this part simple, i'm a dom. Like sorry you're a man babe you're not gonna give me orders thats not how things work around here.

I think thats most of what matters, you dont need my life story or the rest of my hobbies to make this cause i have about 20 billion of those. Silently wishing for one sulky gentleman but we shall see. Your graces opinion is final. 🙇

PS i can FINALLY put the emoji cause i'm on my phone for once, yay!! Caw caw my liege

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thank you very much!! join me at my crystal ball, my feathery friend 🔮

immediately i got cregan vibes from you. if you had a bit of a different style from the norm in the hotd universe he’d love that, and when you mentioned something about being a bit off-putting on purpose, i knew cregan would just adore you. cregan himself can be a bit (unintentionally) off-putting at times, and i think if he picked up on you doing that on purpose, he’d be simply enamored i fear. and the dom part… #CreganLovesStrongWomen — the bedroom dynamic would be a bit entertaining to think about, woukdnt it?? for once i’ll leave that to the imagination.

he’d love to go riding with you, little trail rides are y’all’s favorite quality time. and he’d definitely pick/point out flowers he’d think you might like to press <3 ca CAW CAW