#🦜anon

[sharkbarkinnit]

hi hi!! do you think i could get some dad schlatt comforting the child reader? tysm!! also, can i be 🦜 anon maybe?

OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY IT'S TAKEN ME THIS LONG TO GET TO THIS!!!

school is kicking my ass and i've been trying to find colleges!

anyway! Of course! Welcome to the aquarium 🦜!

Dad Schlatt Comfort

"Your dad is so mean!"

"No he's not!"

"Yes he is! He makes videos just to make fun of people!"

"But he doesn't mean it!"

"You're just like him! A liar and a meanie!"

I could feel the tears well up in my eyes. My dad isn't mean! He's just acting! Everyone at school always makes fun of me because of my dad's videos. I wish he wasn't a streamer. Maybe then I wouldn't get bullied.. Thankfully it was pick up time and my name got called to go to my car.

I kept my head down walking to my dad's car. The hot metal stung my hand slightly opening the door due to the Texas heat. My f/c backpack slumped to the floor as I slid into my seat in the back. I closed the car door and buckled my seat belt.

"You clicked in?" I looked up watching my dad watch me from the mirror.

"Yes dad." I leaned against the door and wiped my tears away.

"Hey, you okay Junebug?"

"I'm fine." I wouldn't look at him. He was the reason I got made fun of anyway! I heard him sigh and continue to drive home.

"I have to stream today, do you have any homework you need help with?"

"No."

"Alright this isn't gonna cut it. I know somethings up. I'm going to ask again. What's wrong?" I looked at him from my seat. He was watching me through the mirror again.

"WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN ON YOUR STREAMS?! ALL THE KIDS AT SCHOOL MAKE FUN OF ME FOR HAVING A MEAN DAD!" He looked stunned. He didn't say anything for a minute.

"Kids are making fun of you? Because of my online personality?"

"Yes Dad! I get made fun of everyday because of it! Why can't you be nice to people?" I trailed off. He looked a little upset at what I said but it was true.

"I'm sorry y/n... I'll dial it back ok?"

"It's fine dad. I know your fans like it."

"You know what they like more?"

"What?"

"When we play games together on stream!" He smiled at me through the mirror as we pulled into our drive way.

"I thought you didn't want me on your streams anymore? Because of the meanies."

"I think I can make an exception," he winked before continuing, "just don't tell your mother!"

"Dad, Mama will know either way, she watches your videos."

"Fair, eh it doesn't matter!"

I hopped out of the car with my backpack and ran inside as soon as the garage door opened. The excitement running through my veins was too much too handle. Bolting through the house and into my room I threw my bag onto my bed. I changed out of my school uniform and put on some comfy clothes. Dad has a specially made hoodie for me when he has a merch drop so I can have a hoodie that fits me. That being said I put on some leggings and my favorite hoodie.

Peaking my head out of my room I peered out for my dad. Down the hall I saw the bathroom light on. Perfect. I snuck into his office and logged onto his computer. He gave me the password so I could play minecraft.

I opened twitch and setup the stream, you'd think for a 3rd grader this would be hard, but I've watched my dad do it countless times. I started up the stream and watched as people piled into the stream. I was a little short for the desk so I sat on my knees. I pressed the button that goes to the camera.

"Hi guys!" I smiled at the camera. I watched chat seeing a few 'hello's and quite a few 'oh no's. I giggled and pulled myself closer to the desk.

"I wanna play minecraft! So that's what we are going to do!" It wasn't long for a dono to come through the headset.

"Y/n where's your dad? Are you going to get in trouble?"

"Hey! Thanks for the money! Uh Dad's in the bathroom and no I won't get in trouble!"

"What are you doing!?" I felt my dad grab my shoulders as he scared me. I screeched and turned around.

"WHAT THE HELL??"

"Language kiddo!" I groaned as my dad picked me up and sat in his chair sitting me on his knee.

"Minecraft? Really?"

"Yes."

"Alright it's your stream!" I smirked at him and opened up my main world. Throughout the stream Dad helped me get diamonds and even get to the nether! He may not be perfect but he's my dad and I love him. It was nearing 8 pm which is my bed time.

"Alright gremlin, it's bed time. Go brush your teeth why I end stream."

"Awe ok... Bye chat!" I slowly drug myself to the bathroom and sighed. I could hear my dad end his stream as I finished brushing my teeth. The hard wood floor was cold on my feet walking to my room. I pulled my blankets over myself snuggling into the warmth of my bed. Dad made his way over to me and sat next to me.

"Did you have fun on stream today?"

"Yeah!"

"Good! Good night Junebug, I love you." He kissed my forehead and made sure I was tucked in.

"I love you too, Dad! Good night!"

I hope you enjoyed! Again I'm so so so sorry this took forever! Hopefully I can get back into my groove again!

Stay safe fishies!

-Sharkie

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Heyyy! I have been a little silent recently sorry. But good luck with your exam I’m sure you are going to pass it ☺️🤍🤍

-🦜

thank you i have another one this afternoon so hopefully i do well :)

[somuchyoudontknow]

🦜anon here again. I wanted to ask you also what kinda first impression will I make on him and what will my family think about him, also what will his family think about me?

And I have friends in another country, they always invite me to visit them. But I wasn't able before and even now I'm not sure if I will ever visit them. Do you see that I will go to their country to visit them?

Also I just wanted to say thank you so much for bringing hope in my heart and mind 🥰❤️

Hi Hope you are doing well. I received all your messages and thank you so much for checking on me. You all are very lovely and nice and have been very supportive 🤗💙❤ Sorry for the delay.

About first impression: Your FS might find you as a breath of fresh air in their dull life. They would see you as a new way to start their life, someone who brings newness in their life. They would feel like they had been waiting to meet you for a long time. It seems like they might have felt restless and discontent before meeting you. They would think it’s destiny that have brought you together. J

Family: So I asked about both the families and I got a very positive message. Both the families will like you both very much and they would push you to get married. They would think both of you would be a perfect match for each other. They will celebrate all the milestones of your relationship. There is great admiration, mutual respect, friendliness and affection from both sides. I am not seeing any kind of hurdles.

[oceanicflyboy]

Hah! That feathered Snake fiend? Oh he's Faaaaaar from ok. He's so much more dangerous and it's great!

A Bat Kid, A TIM with no reasons to hold back!-🦜

"And it's great" Hm. You and i have different visiona of great it seems, like i said; I don't have time to waste with such foolish, pitiful, saddening tries to unfocus me.

You did well trying though; You did well. Right now i am more focused on.. keeping myself composed and trying to help the others with my rescue 'mission'.

[princessbrunette]

Innocent reader who’s never had a high sex drive like at all and then she meets JJ or rafe and struggles to handle the switch up. She’s constantly wet needing them all the time. Clinging to them practically grinding on them in public and she doesn’t know what to do with herself cause she’s never been like this before

-🦜

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sometimes just watching jj is enough to set you off. the way he speaks, the way he commands a conversation with his sarcasm and clever argumentation, the way he casually keeps an eye on you at all times— whether that’s by keeping a hand on your waist or glancing at you mid sentence to make sure you’re engaged. it’s true what they say, a girls sex drive can be totally influenced by the person she’s with and the way they treat her!

you don’t realise just how clear you make it when you need him, and it almost snaps you out of your haze when he clocks you each and every time. he’s yapping away, everyone stood outside the chateau drinking and having fun, jj creating a whole debate over something pointless just for entertainment when you move impossibly closer, practically smushing into his side.

“no okay i remember— i remember so freakin’ vividly that john b was the one who came up with it. now i know y’all wanna blame me, cos realistically yeah— only jj maybank could come up with something that stupid but i swear dudes, it was mr jb over there. you know it bro!” the blonde laughs, pointing a finger to the brunette as everyone laughs and chimes in.

you hear them laughing, but you’re kind of zoned out— staring up at your boyfriends profile, hand stroking his back through his tshirt. he glances at you, doing a double take when he sees big doe eyes staring back.

“howdy there.” he smirks, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “you okay? look like you’re bouta ask for something.”

you shrug with a shy smile, practically batting your eyelashes at the blonde.

“hmmm…” you giggle.

“hmm…” he repeats back quietly, a grin on his own. it was like everything else faded to background noise, leaving just the two of you in your own world.

“kinda need you.” you admit bashfully and he blinks, words sinking in.

“you— like need me need me? or…” he gapes, eyes a little wider and hopeful.

“mhm.” you press your lips together, embarrassed. he stares for a second before directing his attention toward the group.

“on that note, we will be heading inside. duty calls. it’s been real.” he faux curtsies, patting you on the back and walking you away back to the chateau.

“gross.” kie shakes her head, the boys bursting into woops and hollers.

“you kids have fun!” john b calls out.

“not too much fun, you’re too young for kids remember that!” pope stresses as you skip alongside the blonde, the two of you giggling as you hurry inside.

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[vibingandsimping]

This is exactly who you think it is. 🦜🦜

Might I request the origin characters (+ Halsin) of your choice caring for a burnt out/sick Tav?

Hello! I shall call you bird anon…

(Leave me and my family alone)

But ask and you shall receive! Requests/thoughts always make my day.

Origin characters + extra companions taking care of an exhausted reader pt. 1

No forewarnings besides maybe some suggestive mentions and a little angst. Mostly all fluff + comfort… barely proofread

Characters included in this part: Astarion, Gale, Lae’zel and Jaheira

Astarion

Astarion, when you present him with the problem after his insistent pestering, is a little lost. Everyone has their breaking points and their limits. You just held a confident front for so long that he started to believe you truly lacked one. He suggests the pleasures of the flesh at first. “To ease that pretty mind,” he claims with a smirk. You can tell in his gaze it’s his default- he was used for his body for so long it’s clear he’s unsure of what else to say. A bit of frustration with both him and his past bubbles up. It hurts to know he values himself that little and at the same time… it’s frustrating that he thinks it will solve anything. After a curt “No thank you.” he seems to deflate a bit. You stalk off to your tent as he watches from afar.

He sat with himself as he contemplated his abilities. You’d done so much for him over the period of time you’d known each other. Quite frankly, he hates to say it but he’s realized he’s taken you for advantage. He reminisces over the times you’d let him feed and he has had his nose pressed into your skin. How he’d inhale your scent and memorize it with your blood. He broods over it for a little before beginning to test different scents and oils. What he believed would work with your body chemistry and what he knew you liked.

It’s an hour or so later when you hear slow footsteps. Whoever it was made their presence known, so as to not scare you with a sudden intrusion. You’d been laying with your head in silence and the dark due to how it throbbed. Everything seemed so loud and overwhelming. He speaks smoothly and announces his arrival, you just grunt in acknowledgment. It seems to amuse him as he laughs gently and places something on the ground. Which? You’re unsure- and you could care less to check right now. It’s only when you hear the flick of a match and the room illuminates that you peek. He has a couple of wax candles laid out that seem to be dripping in mixtures. He smiles at you in such a way that you push suspicions aside. The room flickers with the light of the candles. “Relax. I made these special for you. Just focus on them and let the world wash away.” You watch him for a minute more as he lights the candles and the scent grows stronger as it burns with the wax. At first, it also overwhelmed you. You decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and focus on taking deep breaths. With each inhale, you draw more of it into your lungs and feel your muscles slack. Whatever he used was working wonders to calm your body and ease your mind. He did miss his calling as a perfumer.

The feeling of cold hands on your neck tenses your so delicately relaxed frame. His voice comes out in a shush, making you shiver from the tone. The way his fingers move so slowly tells you he’s holding a part of him back. It’s likely the reflex to make things more… intimate. A part of you swells knowing that he is trying a more simple intimacy on you. Thumbs dig into the tense muscles until they’re worked from the stiffness. Soft moans of content escape your throat. Though, just the same are the groans of pain when he reaches a more tender spot. “You’re lucky you have such a caring companion.” He muses half-heartedly, an attempt to make you smile. It did, matter of fact. You’re sure he knows because his movements become more confident. You drop your head back into your pillow and breathe out a sigh. He didn’t say anything but you could feel his eyes on your back. It was quite comforting to know he was there if you needed it. You eventually drift into a half-conscious state as he works your tender flesh. By the time he’s left you to rest you were already asleep.

Gale

Gale’s watchful eye concluded your growing burnout long before it settled in. He was a wizard- a man who studied for a living. He understood frustration and burnout. He’s faced it many times before… and it’s never an easy thing. When you settle down at the camp for the night, he can’t seem to get his eye off you. You walk around slowly and seem out of it. The man sits in his thoughts for a moment longer and decides to make his way over to you. You, of all people, deserved to have a moment to relax and truly replenish your mind. His hand makes contact with your arm and you’re snapped from your daze. He gazes down at you with a softness and silently asks you to follow him. You’re too worn down to argue and just nod.

He winds you out of the forest and towards a still lake. A drinking deer turns and shoots out from its spot when you two arrive. You quirk an eyebrow at him and he bashfully smiles. “Water is soothing to the mind and muscle. I’ll take care of you- let me.” The moonlight dappling the water is tempting and he seems harmless enough with his request. You relent and begin to slowly peel the clothing off your body. Turning back around you stride into the water only to find it pleasantly warm. It was almost hot- glancing up at him as he removed his robe, you knew he tampered with magic to heat the water. You’re not complaining though. It’s already doing wonders to work out the aches in your muscles. He slides in behind you and asks you permission to touch you. You hummed approval as you closed your eyes and put your trust in him.

He lathers his hands with soap and begins to work your muscles along your back. Simultaneously massaging gently and washing you clean. His fingers work from your neck to your shoulder blades, down your spine, and to your legs. He slowly turns you around so he can repeat the same process down your front. He’s careful around your more intimate areas, eyeing you cautiously to gauge what’s too much. It feels nice to be doted on and not have to bathe yourself for once. You’re sure he knows it, too. Then, he whispers for permission to do your hair. You barely speak and instead hum once more. He chuckles a little before wrapping an arm around you and one under your head. He dips you into the water until your hair is thoroughly soaked and pulls you back up. Like that, he begins to lather shampoo into your scalp. His fingers work wonders and you moan a little. The moment is gone too soon for your preference and he’s washing it out.

After a minute more of holding you in the water as he rinses you off, he guides you out. You almost protest like a child, wishing to relish the hot water a little longer. He hands you a large linen cloth and you dry yourself off. Squeezing your hair until it no longer drips annoyingly and wrapping it around yourself to conceal your intimates. He follows alongside you back into camp and you head into your tent. He lingers beside you while you settle down and gather some night clothes. Then, as soon as the eyes are noticed, he leaves you to your own devices. You manage to get to sleep surprisingly easily and the night passes mostly peacefully. In the morning, your previous clothes are folded neatly outside your tent. They’re clean and practically spotless. Gale must’ve taken the time to wash them while you slept and hung them to dry overnight.

Lae’zel

Lae’zel’s instinct is to scold you for showing weakness. Githyanki are warriors and have no time to tend to the frail. Yet, you’ve proven anything but frail in the time she’s known you. She’s utterly torn and wears it on her face obviously. You’re unsure why you turned to her for comfort, it was obviously a mistake. You sigh exasperatedly and trail off as she watches. You almost make it to your tent before her hand wraps around your wrist and tugs you to look at her. “Battle me,” she speaks blatantly. “Githyanki soothe their mind and body with battle. It is all I know to do. Battle me.” There’s a desperation in her voice. She cannot stand to see you so exhausted and fed up. You squint at her and almost protest that all the battling you’ve done is what led you to this point. The expression she held deterred you. You complied in the end.

She leads you into a dirt clearing and unsheathes her sword. Her face is like the steel she holds in her grasp and you ready yourself. There’s a moment of silence and anticipation that hangs in the air as you two lock eyes. She makes the first move, launching towards you and missing the side of your face by a few inches. You retaliate and dig your weapon of choice into her side. She grits her teeth as she is sent sprawling a few feet away. The girl gives you little time to react. Her next attack flies at you and you two are a clash of steel and flesh. There’s an adrenaline that elicits your veins and your head clears. The worries of taking care of everyone fade and you focus solely on your sparring partner. It’s like a second wind that envelops your body. It takes you a few hits until you realize she’s purposefully leaving herself open and using weaker moves.

She was allowing you to win. To taste her blood and victory in battle. You’re almost insulted if it weren’t so flattering that she was laying herself openly for you. You lay a final hit on her and she kneels with her head bowed. The two of you pant as wounds seep blood. Nothing is too deep and can easily be fixed by bandage or magic. She pulls herself to her feet and smiles softly at you. “A formidable opponent. You underestimate your power.” It was her form of a compliment, you supposed. She then followed you back into camp and sat you down. She runs a wet rag along your scrapes and cuts. The crimson washes off and leaves the wounds exposed to the fresh air. The githyanki is gentle in her touch as she wraps them with a bandage and secures it in place. The muscles in your body flex as you test the hold before turning your attention to her. You go to tend her wounds but are met with a hand in your face. “I am fine. I am strong enough to take care of myself. You, on the other hand, need to recover to lead us onward.”

You quirk a brow at her before pulling away and allowing the campfire to warm your bones. She works deftly on sealing her wounds and you can’t help but feel a little rejuvenated. It wasn't pampering of sorts- but she cared. She tried her best to show it and that’s truly what mattered. She fought against her nature to shame you and instead attempted to cure your ailments. She was rough around the edges but had a soft heart. The thought made you smile softly as you watched the shadows of fire dance along her olive-green skin. She catches your gaze for a moment and seems flustered. “Go rest.” She commands softly and you laugh breathlessly. It takes you a moment to get to your feet but you manage it. Some sleep would surely help repair the worst of it as long as you took it easy the next day.

Jaheira

Jaheira was an older elf. She could spot the telltale signs of wear. Whether that be mental or physical. She took care of her harpers for just about as long as she could recall at this point. It felt nice to not have to be the one in charge- but maybe she took too much comfort in it. A little guilt weighed in her heart. Too late to dwell, though, you needed assistance. The crackle of the fire was all that could be heard as you sat in front of it. You were still- seemingly lost in thought. She groaned a little as she lowered herself to a seat. Her knees weren’t as they used to be. The sound alerted your mind and you snapped out of it to look at the woman. She smiled softly at you and handed you a goblet. In her other hand was a bottle of wine and her own goblet. “Do not worry, no funny games this time. Just something to unwind.” You scrunch your nose a little before grabbing it.

The bottle uncorks and she pours a glass for you two. It’s not the finest wine but certainly was much better than the gruel served at the tiefling party. You draw your knees to your chest and take a long sip. After she takes a sip of her own she clicks her tongue in thought. Her gaze isn’t on you but on the campfire as she begins to speak. “You are more powerful than you know,” she begins and you look at her from the corner of your eye. “I’ve seen it firsthand. You vanquished the curse of the shadowlands and defeated Ketheric Thorm. I am surprised you didn’t succumb to exhaustion sooner.” You tense, almost expecting it to be an insult. Her softness of tone betrays that thought. “You need to rely on your friends and company more. We are here to help. We care. I care.” She enunciates the last word by looking at you. You can’t help but feel a soft fuzz blooming in your chest. Was it her words or the alcohol?

“I took care of my harpers for a century or more. It is hard work to look after the well-being of everyone else and yourself. I think I became too comfortable in letting you guide me. I apologize for that, truly.” You open your mouth to speak but she shushes you with a point of her goblet. That gesture makes you flush a little and take a sip of your wine once more. “I have seen many people in my life. I have lost many people in my life. You are among some of the most… wonderful I have seen. I will be damned if I lose you to anything beyond yourself.” She smiles at you, the age lines on her face only speaking to how truthful she is being. You can’t help but feel relaxed by both the influence of the alcohol and her words. You realize anything you say would be practically pointless. So, you just shuffle to her side and press against her. She hums in satisfaction and wraps an arm around you. You can hear her swallowing her wine more clearly. There’s a comfortable silence that is punctuated occasionally by the crackling of the fire.

“Another pour?” She offers as she holds the bottle and you cannot help but laugh while gesturing your goblet. Indulging for a night hurt nobody and hell you deserved it. She refills the two glasses and rests her head against yours. There’s a mutual understanding of comfort and connection between you two as you sip and watch the fire. It’s nice to not have to say anything in return. To be able to simply sit and digest the fact that somebody appreciates the fact that you work so tirelessly for them and everyone around you. It’s only til your goblets empty again does she finally pull away and cork the wine. You stand and allow the buzz of the alcohol to warm your veins and loosen your mind. She offers a hand out with a sheepish smile, “Help a gal up?” you tease her for a minute and grab her hand as she hoists herself off the ground. She regards you with a softness and plants a gentle kiss against your forehead. You two part and head to your respective tents to sleep the night away.

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

Lily who punched Barty in the nose

And Barty who just found out why James is so in love with the fiery redhead

+ Regulus watching and finding out the Barty looks REALLY hot with blood smeared around his face

- 🧃🦜

ARGHHHHH YES OMG GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEE

regulus sees that and pauses for a moment. he's questioning his whole reality fr

[seijorhi]

Hello Rhi 👋

It's Oikawa's birthday today. He's officially 30 🥳🎊🥂

Umm can you please PLEASE share any Oikawa thoughts 🎤

Take care xoxo. Ilysm

🦜

thirty, flirty and thriving <33

oikawa's annoying on a good day. on his birthday, he's insufferable.

it goes without saying that he wants to celebrate in a big, flashy way, which either means an obnoxiously extravagant party at his place or taking you out to dinner and then to the vip section of a club to spend the night with you draped over his lap, feeding you drinks between languid, hungry kisses and then all but dry fucking you on the dance floor for everyone to see.

he plays the good host – to a point. he'll mingle and chat with his guests enough as to not be rude, an arm slung around your waist, fingers grazing a burning trail up and down your side. you won't be able to venture far, or do anything really as those touches become more salacious and daring as the night wears on. if he wants to finger fuck you at the table in front of his friends while sucking on your neck, well, you're not gonna spoil his fun on his birthday, are you?

slipping away to the ladies' might be your only reprieve, but even that's a careful balancing act. linger too long and he might take it as an invitation for a bathroom quickie.

of course, once he does have you all to himself again, the night only gets worse. you see, some people believe in birthday spankings. it's not really oikawa's thing, but he's rather taken with the idea of seeing how many orgasms he can wring out of you before you just can't take it anymore. one for every year does seem like a lot, but there's no harm in trying, right? it can be your birthday present, considering you didn't bother to get him anything else <33

[macaw-squawks]

Frankie stein stimboard with related stims and no slime!

Requested by; 💕🦇 anon

Hope this works anon! Glad to be back to posting ngl, hoping this is okay lol- let me know if you'd like any changes!

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[whitepine-estate]

to my knowledge, ivory has never played a character who isn't violent and at least a bit morally fucked up (whether she's an anti-hero or a villain). i think we are going to see a darker side to wp!ivory as the series progresses.

—🦜

I 100% agree -

Whitepine in general seems like it’s going down a dark path, straight from the beginning. Seeing a mutilated body isn’t exactly ‘cheerful’ vibes for the start of a career as a maid!

I really, really hope we do see a disconnect from the reality of death, of how final it is, from Ivory though. I think it would be interesting!

[splish--splash--avertedeyes]

Okay… what if Scarian fucked, right? And Grian’s trans and a power bottom and Scar is cis and a subtop. Scar is… well he’s hung tbh. Lots of length. And girth, but the length is what’s really important here(you’ll see why). Scar wears a collar and Grian pulls on the leash attached to it while he fucks into him.

Anyways now that we have a background into the good stuff.

Grian gets home from a long day of building and immediately searches for Scar in their shared base. He finds him in their bed watching something on his communicator and practically jumps on him, cuddling into his side and placing his head on Scar's chest, muttering something into his chest. Scar can't hear what he says and ask him to say it again as he runs his fingers through Grian's hair. Grian lifts up and his head and whines at Scar "I had a long day and I'm hornyyy". Scar kinda chuckles and asks "you wanna get in my pants then?". Grian groans and lays his head back on Scar's chest while Scar reaches over and grabs everything that they need for their ventures(lube, a collar and a leash). He places the collar and leash on Grian's hand and he reflectively grabs it and sits up, straightening.

And the games have begun.

Scar strips them both with an order from Grian and then Scar bares his neck to Grian and he puts on the collar and attaches the leash with a click. Then Grian spreads his legs and orders Scar to stretch him out(or watch as he does it himself). After he's done, he orders Scar to push in slowly. If he goes too fast or slow, he yanks on the leash(and ok if Scar does it on purpose a few times who can blame him). When Scar is almost fully in, the tip of his dick is resting against Grian's cervix. Grian tugs on the leash as a silent order to stop as he adjusts to having Scar inside him. Then he tugs again as an order to keep going. It takes a few thrusts but he makes it past that pesky barrier and they're both panting and moaning a bit. After a bit Grian tugs the leash harshly again to tell Scar to move again, and he complies obviously(he lives to please Grian when they have sex after all). Scar moves slowly at first, doing shallow thrusts, ignoring a few leash tugs from Grian, before Grian gets fed up and tugs on the leash, forcing their faces closer together as he threatens Scar that if he doesn't move faster he's not getting off tonight and Grian will just take care of himself. Scar moves faster, slowly building up to pulling halfway out and pushing all the way back in to fully pulling out and thrusting back in at a bruising pace. Grian can tell that they're both getting close and tells Scar to cum inside him, inside his cervix, to breed him full(even thoug htehy both know it can't happen) and Scar complies obviously(Grian pleads so prettily after all). Grian tugs him down with the leash and pulls him into a kiss as they both climax together, Scar stilling inside of Grian, pushed all the way in, inside of his cervix as he cums. He slowly rocks his hips as he cums, pushing his cum even deeper inside and slowly working them both through their climaxes. He does so until Grian tugs on the leash again and tells him to pull out and he complies.

And then Grian takes the leash and collar off of Scar and Scar goes and runs a bath, carrying Grian to it when it's ready at just the temperature he likes and he showers him in adoration and praises and kisses as he cleans Grian and himself up and then dries them both off and carries Grian to bed where they fall asleep in each other's arms.

- 🦜 anon

alright and there we have it guys, this is the Perfect Fic

i dont even have words. this rendered me speechless when i saw it. just. goddamn.

"Okay… what if Scarian fucked" is truly an amazing start to an ask tho. like yeah...what if they did....

omg the collar....yes. neeeeed grian pulling on it as he tells scar what to do. but also scar going slow or fast on purpose....he so would. like yes he wants to please grian but he can also be a bit of a brat sometimes

and dont even get me started on the cervix penetration. scar's so deep in grian, probably a little bulge in grian's stomach bc thats always fun too. and grian begging for scar to breed him, to stuff him full of cum....woo boy

i love the ending also, scar running a bath for them and cleaning grian and himself up....they are so soft. i love them so so much

i Need to see this as a fic i might have to write it dffghjjk

[justanotherkinrequest]

Shadow Milk Cookie replycons with a surprise theme! For 🪷🪕 anon!

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Hey, how are you? Did you understand the request in the end? I know that I explain like a closed book so I te no surprise you didn’t understand.

-🦜

Hey im good thanks for asking :) and yeah i think i get it now. Im looking foward to writing it however it may be a while (sorry) I have a lot of requests rn so i have a lot to write and post. But i will get to it.

Thank you for your request <3

[tatatale]

I have no idea what's going on, but I love it, keep it up :3 Also hey fellas ! - parrot anon 🦜

Thank you I have no idea either!!

[amazingmsme]

You know what, frick being anonymous HI THIS IS MY ACTUAL BLOG:3

So in reply to your reply to my reply to your reply to my ask)that was a confusing sentence):

YESS my love for Hermes is so strong I just see/hear him and go; “BLORBO ANSHANSBAN”

I’ve never seen Blood of Zeus (or read it. Or whatever form of media it is) but those clips you shared were so good and cute and AHH! I tried looking for full fics of it on your page so I could read more but couldn’t find any :c

Also, I am SO tempted to write an epic tword fic, especially with Ler Hermes but I don’t think any of my followers are gonna see/read it so it’s just gonna sit on my blog with 0 notes haha.

-🦜

I’m so happy that you’re comfortable enough to come off anon! Hermes is literally made to be simped for, you can’t blame us for being obsessed! & I mean that laugh, come on! Been in love with him ever since I heard that sly mischievous giggle

Blood of Zeus is an anime by the same people who made Castlevania, so the action is great &’the character designs are so cool & interesting! & hot I only have headcanons for blood of zeus rn, & need to answer another request for more for Heron specifically, but the snippet is for the 2nd day of tickletober & the prompt was chase. It was literally so much fun to write! I’d love to write more for that fandom if anyone has a prompt

Pretty please write one, I’m starving for some ler!hermes content! If you want, you can always submit it here & I could post it for you! But I would absolutely like & reblog, so it would at least have 2 notes!😂

[muppenthings]

*lands on Snuffy's head

*sleeps.

-🦜

You can nap together. Just beware of the crows. They don't like to share their spots. ;)