#GUH I love them all their my babies

[dannybobany]

AHHHH THE GUY !!! I love that I’m the number one Basil fan to you HEHEHE I AM His biggest fan, if Basil has one defender it’s me and if he has none I am dead!!

Anyway! I really like how this is coming out!! The way you color is sooo pretty to me, one thing I really like specifically is Omori’s expressions and how they remain sorta blank and stern while still changing slightly to express when he’s interested or shocked, there’s exactly one centimeter of eyebrow change but it’s the exact right amount ! I think you’re really good with expressions honestly

He got hit with the fluffy hair syndrome 💔💔 how tragic…

[oodlesndoodles]

Hey!! Hey look it your silly guy @byrdblood

Told you I was drawing the silly )I stayed up way too late last night just to render his everything. Sigh.(

I want to draw him all the time he’s so cool and pretty to look at!! /pos

I’m not finished but I wanted to post this out, guys go look at them and their blog hehe

[tteokbin]

☆ xiao -> sub!xiao x dom!reader

content -> sub!xiao , voyerism, reader calls xiao “princess” and “good girl” but he still is addressed by he/him, choking, anal fingering, the girls are all futas, umm idk what else

note : btw this is not the exhibition fic i was talking abt, that one is still in the works. i love making xiao a slut.

one of my guy friends is always surrounded by women that’s eitheir his height (cause he’s tall) or taller then him, always cooing at him and playing with his hair and calling his name. he always visibly melts and giggles when he’s with them, just so infatuated with these warm dominant women touching on him..

i can just imagine this with xiao.. you and your friends coddling him when they come over to visit. he sits in your lap while you guys converse and giggle about past memories. he feels warm when your hands run up thighs and up his stomach under his shirt.

two of your friends start staring at him, mentioning how your so lucky to have such a cute little thing home with you all the time. He squirms from the praise, not spoken to him but to you as if he’s not even there. your hands move higher and scratch at his nipples. slowly circling the flushed buds.

the girls move closer to surround him, taking in his quiet sighs as your fingers tease him with no rest. soon his pants are tugged off along with his shirt. he lays spread on your lap with only his boxers clinging to his shaky thighs.

“he makes the cutest sounds when you pinch him right..” you unexpectedly pull at his nipples, hard, eliciting a loud moan from his throat. “here!”

they all coo and giggle at his reaction. his flushed cheeks and small hands pawing at your arms making them want to drag out more of his sweet sounds. he feels several pairs of hands feel all over him;

one pushes his thighs apart, exposing his small bulge to the rest of them. another pair rubs up and down his ribs, helping you tease around his nipples.

teeth nip at his milky thighs causing him to tremble and jump. whines never stop pouring out of his mouth, progressively getting louder with the more hands roaming his lithe body.

“ feeling good princess?” at your words he nods quickly. he could feel you smile against his neck as you kiss and lick below his ear. you drag your hand up and place it around his neck, squeezing. “such a good girl, showing my friends how pretty you are.. making me want to show them what’s mine.”

xiaos cock twitches harshly in his boxers just at the thought of you fucking him so hard in front your friends, causing them to coo and giggle even more at his reactions. “please..” he whispers hotly.

the hand around his throat squeezes harder in its place, coaxing him to say what he wants. “ please f-fuck me master, g-guh— fuck!” choked out moans gargle out his throat, slim hips bucking up into nothing.

one of the girls drag down his briefs while the others hover their mouths over his cocklet. hot breathes and stifled laughs making him burn all over while your hand releases his throat.

xiao feels like he’s swimming. eyes barely able to stay from rolling into the back of his head. his dick is so sensitive he could cum any second now, your hot cock pressing into his ass doesn’t help either. they whisper his name in sultry voices, hands touch all over him, and a single one of their fingers prodding at his perked asshole does it for you.

“get on the floor baby, all fours.” it takes him a minute to slide off your lap-- his legs loosing all will to help him stand up, and he kneels into position. xiao bites his lip and almost whimpers in anticipation.

you kneel behind him and spread both his cheeks apart, watching his muscle twitch from the attention. leaning forward, you lick a heavy stripe onto his hole pulling a surprised yelp from his mouth. you circle around his puckered rim with your wet thumb. xiao unknowingly pushes his hips back into your hand, trying to help your digits sink into him.

globs of frustrated tears well up in his pleading eyes, practically begging for you to finger fuck him senseless while he presents his ass to you. he lets out a happy squeal when he feels your long finger slide into him. xiaos arms immediately give out and he collapses onto the floor, two wobbly knees left to keep him propped up. his eyes can barely stay open to witness the figures gathering around him.

the sounds of zippers and the smell of hot cock blur around him as you slide in another finger into his hole, distracting him from realizing what’s happening just in front of him. squeaky gasps constantly pour out his mouth as his hips pummel back to meet your thrusts, desperately trying to help the pass of your fingers prod at his throbbing prostate.

the girls each have their hand busy with getting themselves worked up. hands either down their pants rubbing their own bulge or stroking their dick to the delectable sight of xiao loosing his mind over two fingers. if he’s this cute just from a bit of prodding they can’t imagine how delicious he’d look getting filled to the brim.

“ O-Oh my archons!” xiao shrieks suddenly, legs trembling harshly as you suddenly thrust directly into his prostate. “please, please more.” he whines into where his face is smushed. his hips slam back into your hand trying to suck you in deeper than possible. a third finger slides in and xiao nearly faints from the pleasure.

he’s close, and it’s painfully obvious. toes curling squeaky moans rising in volume and his neglected cocklet drips precum continuously. so you don’t stop drilling into his spongy insides, getting off on the lewd squelch of his whorish hole. fingers pounding harder and faster against him with each plunge, listening to him babble unintelligible warnings.

normally you’d work him up until his highest peak and let him almost tip over the edge right before you’d slip your fingers out of him to hear his adorable whines. however, just watching your friends bore into him with ravenous stares makes you want to show off. flaunt that your the only one who gets to fuck him this good with just your fingers.

let them watch him erupt and claw for your cock to fill him up and ruin him. remind them he’s yours and yours only. reaching over to envelop him with your hand, you jerk his cock at a fast pace. your fist tugs tightly, already insanely slick with his precum making it all the more pleasurable.

xiao physically cannot utter a single word, instead going completely silent at the height of his orgasm before wailing extremely loud. bursts of hot cum gush out of his weeping dick. xiao moans with each spurt he trembles out, your fist still mercilessly tugging at his spent cock. sensitive bulging tip spitting out cum even after you let him go.

he immediately collapses onto the floor, desperately trying to take in heavy breathes of air after the most intense orgasm he’s had in the day. he’s so caught up with himself xiao hasn’t realized the looming shadows over him until he opens his eyes.

each girl harshly tugs their massive cocks over xiaos face. tainting his cute exhausted expression with heavy lust once again. everyone can see it swirl darkly in his eyes and he sticks his tongue out like the slut he pretends he isn’t. he can feel you line up your angry tip with his puffy asshole behind him and moans at the thought of being stuffed full from both ends.

xiao waits patiently with his tongue out, watching with droopy heart eyes as each of the girls near their peak. large amounts of thick cum squirt onto his face, landing on his tongue and long eyelashes.

“enjoying yourself princess?” you whisper hotly into his ear, slowly pushing your dick into his hole. xiao released a heavy whine of your name as his head drops down to the floor once again. he can feel his cock twitch sensitively but expectant underneath him. “ you didn’t forget about me, did you?”

he quickly shakes his head no and reaches behind himself to arch into a kiss. you taste the others on his tongue and bite him teasingly, cause him to break away with a small yelp. xiao silently moans when he feels you fill him to the hilt, throbbing veins snug against his plush walls already expecting you to fuck him silly.

“ let me show them who you belong to, alright princess?” you groan. xiao nods quickly in response, pushing back to press against your hips in hopes you’d ruin him sooner. “good girl.”

art credit: link

note : i love this artists style sm it’s so hot makes my (imaginary) dick hard 😵‍💫

[coff-in]

aaAAAA I've been lurking and um um um I have brainrot from two of the previous asks >_> What if what if

Younger Sister Reader from the I love you more than I should post x Yandere Andrew post Decay route?? And they have the same toxic thing going on from that one post where Andy threatens to off himself if the reader moves an inch from his side. Like all I can think of is Andy having a shit ton of romantic feelings for reader that the reader is just coming into realization about while also reeling from the fact that, yk, Ash is dead? Andy telling his baby sister that he doesn't want to live if he can't have her (romantically, carnally, etc.) I just really want a jealousy scene where reader like...looks at another man and Andy is like "So. You want me to die?" and then reader has to comfort her older brother in a variety of ways that are decidedly not very sibling-like. Andy basically going "date me or I die" and reader is just. panicking.

notes from coff-in: i had trouble writing a ficlet or headcanons for this for some reason so it's just me fucking word vomiting my thoughts directly. also also also, thank you!!! i would've never thought people come to lurk on my blog, GUH IT'S SUCH AN HONOR!!! ur going to make my heart explode

[fem] reader-insert, [reader] is 1 year younger than ashley, incest, NSFW

i think it would mostly play out the same as yandere andrew with the older sibling but with more incestuous overtones. all i can think about is andrew and baby sister [reader] going out shopping or something. baby sis [reader] asks one of the employees where she could find some seasonings or something and the employee points to the aisle and leaves, then andrew comes up behind [reader] saying “did you really need to talk to him? hm? maybe you just wanted to ogle at him up close, huh? is your big brother not handsome enough for you anymore?” [reader]’s like “no no no!! I just needed to find the chili pepper, im sorry :(” and andrew makes her kiss him with tongue in the aisle to calm him down.

they’d have to get a job together, this is non-negotiable to andrew. preferably the same position so they’re close to each other but i think he’d settle on being in the same workplace in general if reasoned with enough. baby sis [reader] hides back into her shell again like she did when nina died but she doesn’t come back out this time. faced with the loss of her big sister ashley and the possible suicide andrew threatens her with, [reader] just deems it safer for her to be as introverted as possible. she’s still has some independence and autonomy but it’s only around andrew if that makes sense. she’ll cook and clean and entertain herself at home with or without andrew but in public she’s very introverted and clingy with andrew. andrew isn’t complaining about any of this though.

andrew’s very happy that he gets his baby sister to himself now! with all the fucked up shit they’ve done together he’s not too conserned with introducing themselves as a couple even if people put two-and-two together that they’re blood related. i can see him being very physically close and intimate with his baby sis [reader]. a hand on her lower back, hand holding, a finger curled in her hair, sleeping in the same bed, and like… a lot of sex. [reader] loves her brother and he’s been respectful when it came to sex. it took her a while to properly figure out how to feel about andrew’s romantic attraction towards her but she does feel the same way too (whether it was natural or something that was fostered while on the run). he likes to leave hickeys on her neck and other obvious places so people know who she belongs to.

every morning they wake up together in the same bed and say “I love you” to each other and they do it again every night before they go to bed.

i also think about semi-public sex with them, too. andrew gets jealous somehow and drags [reader] into an alleyway and forces her on to her knees and flops his cock on her face. “how about you show your big brother how sorry you are, huh?” she tries her best to take him into her mouth but she’s just really bad at it because she’s never done this before. andrew doesn’t mind, though, and praises her for her effort and eagerness because he can’t be mad at his baby sister for that long :) he cums into her mouth and her cheeks get filled up too quickly and some of his semen spills out of her mouth as she tries to swallow it all and andrew’s like “aww, what a good baby sister you are :) it’s ok if can’t swallow it all. i’ll have more for you later.”

i love this idea, thank you ‘nonnie.

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coff-in

[scarecrow-collective]

Aether...Aether ghoul angst....guh...(shhh, it's not so subtly inspired by I bet on losing dogs shhhhh)

Aether doesn't cry often, of course not! He's the strongest one in the pack, it's his job to protect his pack mates and the church itself. But tonight isn't one of those nights, tonight Aether is curled up in his head, alone and sobbing.

The rest of the pack is on tour while he rots away in his room, he feels so forgotten. No one besides Sunshine has talked to him in days, not a single text from Dew or Rain, not one call from Swiss or the girls. Hell, not even Mountain has bothered to check in on him, he's alone and scared.

The whole pack is focused on the two new ghouls, they treat them so special and it aches Aether to see. Every call Dew is boasting about something Phantom learned, or what he and Aurora did and it hurts. It crushes his heart and he hates it, he hates how jealous he is of the new summons.

"He's my baby, Aeth! A mini me practically!!" But what about him? Why can't he be someone's baby? Why can't he be treated with that speciality that those two have? From the moment of his summoning he was expected to do things right, he was put on a pedestal.

"You need to be strong! You're being trained under Omega, he's the best we've ever had!!" He was expected to be perfect, there was no room for mistakes or flaws. He needed to get everything right, he needed to protect his pack mates and make them better before his feelings were even considered.

But all he wanted was to be loved, to be babied and treated with the speciality that Phantom and Aurora had. He wanted to let go of everything, he didn't want to worry about someone else for five minutes, he wanted to be himself and not some perfect Omega copy!

He was being forgotten, he knew he was. Dew hardly ever told him he loved him, he'd brush it off by saying something about Phantom. He hated that, he wanted his mate back, he wanted that sweet perfect mate who was obsessed with him when they first got together.

So here he lays, a sobbing mess of a once perfect ghoul. His room was a mess, his head hurt and everything was against him. He just wanted to disappear, forget about all of this and rot away.

Ping!

"Guess what Phantom just did!!" And Aether broke down once more, accepting the fact that he was forgotten and no longer loved.

[love-toxin]

guh......climbing out of my hole of uni final papers for a moment.....bc i have to talk abt mike some more.....specifically dad(dy) mike-

(cws: fnaf movie spoilers, breeding, me being nasty right on schedule)

like....i can't get over it. he just strikes me as such dad material. he gives me the vibes of exhausted + mentally worn out + don't need another kid to run after but as soon as he's, like, free from the horrors and/or financially stable? he'd just be like "........so honey when are we having a baby??" right out of the blue. i get the feeling that he'd normally be a big family guy (hence the family photos everywhere and the.....intense childhood nostalgia) and he'd probably be all over starting his own if he wasn't dealing with all the death and murder and kidnapping and dream hopping and blah blah blah.

but anyways. baby. thinkin he wants one soooooooo badly.........and he'd be so stupid protective like a big, husband-shaped guard dog. we saw him in the fountain scene nobody can tell me he wouldn't go apeshit over protecting his little babus and their ultra hot momma--plus, at some point when Abby grows up he'd probably get such awful empty nest syndrome he'd be biting his nails not having someone to provide for and protect. that's his purpose! he's gotta be the strong one that gets shit done, hence knocking up some pretty thing that's got those pretty doe eyes and pretty hair and other pretty features for his kids to inherit.

i don't think it would hit him right away either, he'd think he's fine until he's blowin your back out and it hits him like ".....oh. shit," when he realizes how much he doesn't wanna pull out. not just because it feels good to bust a load so thick you leak all over the pillows, but because you might end up with a baby bump and that would be even cuter. you wouldn't even be able to trap him if you wanted to cause he wouldn't care about the contraception anyways--if you want to risk it, he'll risk it, and you might not expect how deep he goes as he tries to knock you up on the first try. you're not even half as crazy as he is, draining his balls inside you like it's an olympic sport just so he can make you take a test in two weeks. even if he can't afford it he'll take time off work just to keep you in bed for a couple days, give it a real good try so he can say he put everything he has into it. it's a good excuse for him to fall asleep still nestled inside you too, his weight pressing you down so you can't get up with all that cum slowly leaking down your legs. trying for a baby is so much fun and so intoxicating mike probably won't even realize how much work it'll really be until you start showing, but by then it's kinda too late anyways and it's not like he'd wanna go back and change it. seriously, he's so fucking lucky to even talk to you, much less be the father of your children and possibly your future husband.

but then he's got something so sweet and adorable to protect besides you on the horizon, something he can cuddle and kiss and rock to sleep and read bedtime stories to like he's loved doing with abby and always did with garrett, including all the silly voices he's made up to make them giggle and plead for just a few more pages. he can be even better than his parents and he'll finally have the second chance he's been dying for--and this time, nothing is gonna take what he loves away from him. nothing.

[frenchfrywrites]

Kinktober Day 16

Roleplay

MINORS DNI

warnings: soft dom top gn genitals ambiguous (kinda, reference to them having a cock, but could be strap) reader, sub bottom Barbatos, (faux) virginity kink, premature ejaculation, roleplay, barbie's genitals are kinda ambigious too.. youre just messing w his hole he could be rocking w whatever

"Has anyone ever touched you here?" you ask softly, pressing your fingers against his hole. Barbatos whines, his face flushing as he shakes his head no.

It's a game, of course someone has touched him there, you were balls deep inside of him just last week, but you're so far into the game that for a second you believe him.

"That's okay darling, I'll be so slow," you rub gently against his slick entrance, "and so gentle with you," you promise.

"Thank you," he mumbles softly, twitching against your touch. You press a finger into him slowly. Barbatos clenches around you, scrunching his eyes closed, "oh," he gasps softly.

"Does it hurt?" he shakes his head at your question,

"No, no. It is strange," he admits, squirming under you, "but good," he breathes, his eyes fluttering open as his hole clenches around your finger. "Touch— touch me more, please?" he begs. You moan, getting to work on stretching him open for you,

"Of course baby," you kiss his inner thigh, and Barbatos shudders, letting out a breathy sigh. "I'm gonna make you feel so good," you nibble at his skin, "gonna make you feel things you've never felt before,"

"Please, oh, please," his voice is so quiet— just barely above a whisper— as he pleads for you. You slip in another finger, and his back arches, a high-pitched moan leaving his lips.

Scissoring your fingers, Barbatos opens up for you, slowly but surely getting ready to take your cock.

"It feels— I feel so guh-good," he confesses, sounding amazed, "you feel, ah, so so deep, please, am I ready yet?" You shake your head, but feel your patience thin as your loins burn with lust.

Adding a third, your curl all your fingers towards his bladder and Barbatos lets out a hiccuped moan, his eyes going wide. Your jaw drops as you watch him cum from just your fingers. It's been a long time since he's been so worked up, so sensitive. You work him through it, thrusting your fingers quickly into his wet and worked hole.

He comes down with a pleased sigh, relaxation settling into his bones. He gives you a bashful smile, a downright adorable blush working across his cheeks.

"Sorry," he mumbles. You lean up to kiss him, keeping your fingers lodged deep inside of him.

"You don't need to apologize, my love," he bites his lip at your words, "that was so hot. It must have been overwhelming to have my fingers fucking—" and the way he lets out a soft gasp at your crass words, like he's never heard you say it before, only adds to your arousal— "your tight hole. Felt too good you just didn't know what to do with yourself, isn't that right?" He nods, tucking his hair behind his ear.

"Yes," he confesses easily, squeezing around your fingers, "I still want you inside me, if that is still something you want?"

"Oh yes Barbie," you tease, kissing him again, "though I don't know if I can keep my promise to be gentle with you."

Barbatos' eyes twinkle, and a mischievous smile works it's way onto his face, "That is quite alright, beloved. I think I can take it."

[yumekojabaml]

You don't know how desperate for any content with Kaigaku x male reader.

You can even go wild with this request, idk make them both related, make it one-sided. I'm open to anything as long as it's Kaigaku x male reader.

(uhhhh, just so you are aware I am not sure if you write for Kaigaku and if you don't then sorry for wasting your time)

My sexy boyfriend's body— Kaigaku x male reaser

author's purpose: WOAH, that was somethin first. Thanks for requesting. Second yes I do write for Kaigaku I just forgot to make a master list for him 😞

Tw: Masturbation, cock grinding, small nipple play, wax play, missionary.

Kaigaku couldn't get enough of you every day, he'd sneak out and have the time of his life with you. "Mha~ you are such a tease giving me a show, and I can't t...ouch you~" he shakes, thrusting his cock as pre-cum dripped from it. "It's not my fault you kept me waiting."

The only reason why it took him a while cause of Zenitsu crying about how he didn't wanna go to the final selection.

You rubbed your nipples and twisted them making you whimper. "Oh, yeah baby~ play with those nipples for me I'm close~" Kaigaku thrusted faster. Cum flew up." Ah~ hf~ fuuck~"

"Come here and grind on my cock." Being obedient, you walked to him, turned around, and out Kaigaku's got between your ass. "You have such a plump-ass Doll face. Can't wait to fuck it~" You started moving Kaigaku bit his lip. "Does it feel good? Feels fucking perfect keep going." He spanked your ass.

"guh~ mf~ it feels like it wants to go in b-bad ghn~" You moan out going faster. "Stop."

"huh?" "I said stop." You stopped. Kaigaku pointed to the futon. You sat down.

"You know I wanna see how tight your hole is let's test it out. With a twist." Kaigaku grabbed the lit candle that already had melted wax in it

"B-baby do you have to use the wax?" He rolled his eyes. "Yup, I wanna see you twitch." He sets the candle down and positions his cock. "Fuck prince you're tight... All for me." Chuckling he pushed in all the way.

"AHH~ FUCK FUCK FUCK~" You rolled your eyes up.

Kaigaku started moving moaning your name. "M/n, your so fucking tight. Where have you been when mhg~ I was desperate~ for some Fuuuck~ sex~" He grabbed the candle, pouring some on you and making you flinch. "Ow~"

"How much you love my cock M/n? Tell me baby~"

I love m' love so much, gfh~" his dick hit your spot, making him smirk, his balls, smacking your hole. The whole room was just filled with moans and skin clapping.

Kaigaku poured more. "You want me to cum inside~? You want me to give you my nut?" You nodded with desperate eyes and drool coming from your mouth.

"Beg~" He poured more." I said BEG slut!"

"PLEASE MASTER CUM IN ME PLEASE I NEED YOUR NUT INSIDE ME I WANT IT~" He set the candle down. And started ravaging your pussy.

"oh yeah yeah~ right there I'm gonna cum~"

"Then cum baby cum for your daddy~" Soon Kaigaku came giving you every single drop. You almost made your eyes go all the way to your head from it.

You and him laid down together, both breathing hard. Kaigaku smacked your ass. "You did good for me" A smile spread on your face. "I know."

[prettymrswright]

Lockdown. Pt 2

pairing: koffee!singer x black fem!choreographer/artist

content warnings: smuttt baby, off the bat! 😂 it was highly requested for Koffee, so as an artist I must deliver. a lot of patois (Koffee is from Spanish Town, she has a strong JA accent).,fluff, strong language, spirituality, art.

a/n: dusting off the pen and paper, (or should i say keyboard), and this was requested the most, so we start here. also, she has a new masterlist design 🤭!!! shout out to my baby, @dejaonline the creator and visionary of my carrd. my taglist is on there if you want to sign up for a specific person or take yourself out of one!!! i missed writing, so this should be fun. love you wh^res <3

translations:

did - past tense

don't? - right? / isn't it?

A suh - so/how

eno - you know

mek - let

ramp - play/ play around

Jah/ Jah Jah - God

yah - here

Gyalis - player/ ladies (wo)man

guh - go

taglist: @dejaonline @prophetalmighty @saintwrld @sapphicvqmpires @inmyheadimobsessed @kisskourt @shurislover @ventingfanfics @vampzxi @abenomeiiii @koffeewife @bbbbbbrilliantly @shuriislut @sopaintercrown @billyjeanonthed

LOCKDOWN PART 1. < if you haven’t read :)

Her mid-back length locs hung down, framing your face as she rocked into your clit, her firm hands gripping you in place. She had her warm, dark brown eyes locked with yours, her bottom lip trapped by her top row of teeth.

"Fuck, Mikayla," You cried out, eyes welling up with tears from the multiple sensations she was giving you. She kissed your slightly parted lips and down the side of your neck.

Your moans and cries flew through her ears like music she loved, encouraging her every action. Her fingers interlocked with yours as she pinned them by your sides, continuing to fluidly move across your center.

"Mhm," You moaned through sealed lips, trying to contain its volume, but it was no use.

"Open up, pretty girl," The singer demanded, and you shortly obliged. She sat up tall and slipped two of her slender fingers inside your creamy center, pumping with precision. If you weren't going to get loud, she would surely make you.

She didn't care for your shy act. She wanted the sex to embody exactly what it was made for; passion. Be loud, be raunchy. If she decided to make love to you, it was with full intention.

She stroked her fingers long and deep inside you, her other hand massaging your right nipple.

"Oh my god," you breathed out as you felt your mouth began to water. You reached your hand out to place it on her chiseled stomach, in attempts to slow her pace, but she smacked it away.

"Doh touch me." She spat. "A dis yuh did want, don't?"

She teased and you whined. You did want her, God did you ever.

You feel yourself creaming around her fingers, and as much as it was, you never wanted it to stop.

"That is it, mumma, yes," She encouraged the beginning of your release. "Let it go fi mi."

Your voice traveled the room as you came harder from the rich, raspiness of her voice. She was trying to draw you out, and it was working.

You grabbed her hand and licked yourself clean off her fingers, still making noise and staring her directly in her eyes.

"Mm," She gave a hum of arousal at the sight. "A suh you wicked?"

You heartily chuckled at her astonishment. Before she could react further, you pushed her off of you and onto the bed. You locked your legs between hers, ass facing her, giving her a rear view of your ride.

You bounced up and down on all fours, riding her clit, back deeply arched. You felt the secretion of the two of you building and sloshing against each other.

“Shit,” She exclaimed, mesmerized by the movement of your ass. She sent a sharp pop upside it, making it shake even more. “You feel so good, y/n.”

You looked back at her and smiled devilishly. Provoked by your gesture, she pulls you back by your hips and drives hers up against yours at a faster pace.

“Ohhh, shit!” You yelled. “Fuckkk, yes, don’t stop, please!” You begged, riding the high of your warm clits colliding and her soft, strong hands gripping your sides, thumbs settled in your back dimples.

“Aghhh,” She groaned, her clit beginning to twitch underneath you. “Mm, mm, no,” She shook her head and pinned you down. She wasn’t quite ready for her release. A bit into edging, but more-so for maximum release.

She kept one hand pinning your stomach down to the bed, grabbing her strap from off the dresser and slipping it on with the other. She rubbed your entrance slightly before heading in, no lubricant needed, the way she had your water running.

“Baby,” you whined out, slightly in panic. It had been a minute, but the last time she put this on you, you were in an over 24 hour recovery. She was dangerous, but you liked danger.

“Shhh,” She whispered in your ear, grabbing a handful of your hair, slightly craning your neck. “Yuh fi tek dis. Wul’ on to me.”

She folded one arm behind your back and held your forearm while she held yours. Swiftly, she slid her length up into you.

“Sssshit!” You hissed, feeling woozy at its depth. “I can’t, baby I can’t.”

“Believe inna yuh self, miss,” She chuckled, before stroking your middle, mid-tempo.

You reached your hand back, pressing your hand back onto her chiseled stomach, and quickly you’d realize that was a mistake. She now had both of your arms pinned and was now picking up her pace.

Your body began to sweat profusely and your legs began to quiver underneath her.

“Mmmm, fuck!” Your moans being drowned out in the pillow your face was stuffed in, the cloth held captive between your teeth. “‘Kayla, please,”

“Memba yuh did wan run weh from me? Hmm?” She antagonized, pumping deeper and faster.

“No, please,” You plead and plead. “Please, baby I’m sorry,”

It was clear she was holding more of a grudge than you thought, and you were certainly paying for it right now.

She hiked you up, forcing your back to her chest, and your ear to her lips.

“Don’t do that to me, again.” She sternly warned, sending shivers down your spine. Overtaken and out of breath, all you could do was nod.

In a quick motion she slid out and turned you over. Your doe eyes, full of lust and adornment, were staring directly up at her. She stared back intently and smiled.

“Mi did miss yuh pretty face, eno,” She confessed. Without giving you time to respond, she was inside you again.

“I—“ You gasped out, clawing at her arms that were pinned at your sides. She held your knees to your chest and gave you long, deep strokes, kissing up and around your legs.

“Oh my goddd,” Your head drops back and your eyes follow, rolling into your lids. You haven’t felt this good since you seen her last. It was like the first time all over again. Every stroke, every kiss, every whisper; you constantly had to fight not to blurt out those three words.

The way she looked, the way she felt, the way she prioritized your body’s every demand made you feel the sluttiest you could ever.

You held your middle and index finger up over her lips and smoothed them across them, and she lubricated them with her saliva, lightly sucking on your digits. You slide those fingers down to your clit and massage small, quick circles into it.

You feel your mouth begin to water at the combination.

“Yesss, just like that, baby, keep fucking me,” You encourage her sinisterly, directly staring into her face. “You make me feel so good,”

You didn’t give a fuck anymore. You missed her, it’s been months, and you were over the games. This was the side she so desperately wanted to see.

“Shit,” she grunted under her breath, strokes getting sloppier the wetter you became. “I love seeing you play with that pretty pussy, baby.” She affirmed you, making your moans spill out quicker.

She replaced your hand with hers, caressing your clit with her thumb, bringing her body down to level with yours. She kissed you slowly and passionately, still keeping the pace of both her stroking and massaging.

You moaned loudly into her mouth, wrapping your arms around her, digging your nails into her back. The pleasure was so overwhelming yet so blissful.

“I’m so close, ‘kay, don’t stop,” You whined, squirming under her touch.

“This is all yuh did want, ee? Fi di artist come fuck you?” She teased. “All you had to was ask.”

The more cockier she became the more it turned you on. It was impossible to keep quiet or still. You began to see stars, the way she was pounding your g.

“You want to come? Ask me.” She taunted you.

“Please make me come, baby, I’ve been so good,” Your mouth was moving faster than your brain. All of your words were rushed and desperate. Each of your fingers seeking deeper in her back.

She wrapped her hand around your neck and pulled your forehead to hers, speeding up her final strokes.

“Unhhh, yesss!” You screamed at the top of your lungs as your love came down, creaming all over her length before she slid out.

Your chest heaved up and down, as you attempted to catch your breath.

“Mek mi clean this up for you,” She lowered her lips. to your center and licked you clean, devouring you with her whole mouth, ending her sweep with a slow french kiss.

“Oh, baby,” you whined out, rubbing your fingers through her locs and grabbing a handful. You guide her head left and right in a figure 8 motion, leading her to shake her head in it.

She rocked your hips into her face, sucking your bud, draining the rest of your secretion out.

Tears involuntarily streamed down your face, as you semi-hyperventilated. You pulled her up to you, kissed her deeply, and wrapped your arms around her in a warm embrace.

“Yuh alright?” She asked half sincerely, half in amusement.

“I love you,” You blurt out, not expecting a response.

She erupted in a high-pitched cackle. “You funny eno, yuh ramp too much,”

You smile brightly, eyes still almost shut. “I’m serious!”

“Gyal get the steel pipe, and wan chat bout ‘love’” She continued, still laughing.

“Shut up, Mikayla,” You couldn’t help but laugh too. The jokester she was.

“Mi ago give yuh a second, eno, but mi wan yuh fi get dressed,” She says to you, hinting at another one of her shenanigans.

“Dressed? Fi wha?” You say back in patois, semi-mimicking her.

“I wanna show you something. Something i’ve been working on,” She says, sincerely.

You tense up anxiously. “Okay…”

“It’s not anything bad, nuh worry yuhself,” She reassures you, in attempts to calm your nerves.

$ Walking out the hotel in your black, Chanel mini dress, and your black and gold Yves Saint Laurent heels (gifted by Koffee), you head to the car, hand in hand with the artist. She walks with you over to the passenger door side and opens it for you, helping you inside.

After she closes your door, you watch her 5'6 frame walk to the driver side, dressed in a powder blue, mid-sleeved, collared button down, the first three buttons open, slightly exposing her chest. Her legs decorated in some baggy leather pants, that slightly covered her baby blue, designer sneakers. Her locs were neatly compacted up into a bun, gold jewelry hanging from her neck, and wrists. If it wasn't for whatever she was attempting to show you, you'd pull her right back in that hotel. "Yuh ready?" She asks, quickly smiling and your direction while starting up the engine. You smile and nod sweetly and the two of you drive off. The sun didn't begin to set quite yet, but it was at it's golden hour, shining bright and beautiful hues of yellow, orange, and gold down from the sky blue skies and through the windshield of Koffee's 2022 Midnight Gray Lexus ES. You were riding through the city of Ocho Rios, taking scenic view of all of nature around you; trees and bushes blowing through the wind. You'd be flying back home soon, so you wanted to be completely present. You slid and placed your hand onto the back of her neck, massaging it with your fingers, and you felt the tiny baby hairs stand up. Koffee loved how touchy-feely you were and always returned the favor. She slid her right hand, currently decorated with a 18k gold signet ring, gifted by her grandfather, up your thigh and held you in her grip. As you pass more and more tall buildings and music shops, you began to get curious. The two of you would often parlay on the beaches and spend all evening/night and sometimes, even early mornings. But this was a new side of town. It seemed more industrial. "Mikayla," You spoke in a questioning tone. "Hm?" She replied plainly. "Where we going?" You ask. "You'll see." She replies, that smile she had been showing so often this trip appearing once again.

Pulling up to a complex, you park right in front of a building with ‘Columbia’ written in gold letters across the top. You feel an anxiousness in your stomach once you start to realize where you were.

“Come on,” She gestured as she went to open the door. “Hold on," you say quickly, stopping her from opening the door. You pull down the sun visor mirror and prep up your appearance. You adjust your gold heart pendant necklace and smooth out your braids. You reapply your Fenty gloss bomb lipgloss and blot. You lift your foot up and rest the end of your heel on the dashboard, adjusting your shoe strap and your single-plated gold anklet that was resting so pretty on your ankle. “Girl, come on,” She rushed you semi-jokingly, despite her being in a daze previously to. “Okay, okay, how do I look?” You turn to her and fake a pose, framing your face. She took a long, studious look at you, examining you swiftly but diligently. She hummed in approval. “Sexy.”

“Perfect. Let’s go!” You laugh, grabbing your purse. Koffee comes out of the car, rushing over to you to open your door and take your hand to lift you up and out and lead you into the building. It was huge. Tall lobby ceiling, marble floors, futuristic colors. It was like a hotel lobby of a nightclub, if such a thing existed. She signs the two of you in, and you walk into the elevator and ride up to the 22nd floor. She leads you into a room that she opens with her own key that hung off her hip. You audibly gasp at the sight of what you saw before you. It was her studio. And it was beautiful. There was a long white mixing console, two large white speakers next to it and a computer in the middle. A large booth, next to a small one, both with mics, headphones, and other equipment set up. The room was dimly lit with midnight purple and fuschia colored lights. Across each wall were plaques of achievements from various artists. There were long, white couches on each side of the room, and tall stool chairs spread out across it. In between the two booths, up against the wall were a lineup of different guitars.

You slowly strolled through the room, taking everything in. You looked to your left and noticed a pretty, black bouquet of pink glitter roses, Ghiradelli chocolates, a card, and a fat stack of cash sitting on a low table.

“Wha–” Before you could even ask what the purpose of those were, she interrupted you. “Once Shelley told me you were coming, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I missed you, y/n/n. And I’m serious about you.” She confesses, holding her glance, as well as your hand. “Kay,” You called out her nickname, feeling your eyes well with tears. She was so sweet and thoughtful. And all this time you were blocking your blessing, and for what? “Doh start,” She chuckled. “Jah. This crybaby, yah.” And you were. But you felt everything so deeply, and as in awe as you were, you were also sad; Somewhat regretful even, for driving a wedge between you two because of your own insecurities. “Thank you, baby.” You thank her with a heart full of love and gratitude. You wrapped your arms around her neck and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “How romantic. Miss Gyalis.” “Please,” She started. “Me anuh Gyalis, and you aren’t just ‘gyal’ to me.”

You studied her face, admiring both her beauty and her words. “Come,” She led you to the seats in front of the computer and pulled up a song. “Tell me what you think about this.” The song began and the summery, mid-tempo beat flowed out of the speakers and filled up the room.

Where will we go?

When di quarantine ting done and everybody touch road?

Mommy, me go NASCAR

Pull up in a fast car, yeah

A nuh false start

Mek you and di boss par, yeah

I know you’re feeling me

You know I’m feeling you

So what now we fi do?

You swayed back and forth and slightly nodded your head. She was so good at what she did. Every song made you feel good, like a fun summer night. You didn’t even notice what it really was about at first.

Yeah, yeah

Aye fancy

How yuh heart stay, it nah no vacancy?

Last time see yuh pon FaceTime

Chatting up di place

Bout you nuh want relationship

Me a go put you pon lock down

A put yuh body pon lockdown, mmm

You got me pon lock now

You got my passion on lock, woah

She turned to you, lip syncing her own lyrics at you.

If you love me

You should let me

You should let me

You should let me know

And if you don’t know

Better fi let me

Better fi let me

A better yuh let me go

You took in every word, flattered at its insinuating dedication, but shocked at her confession. Sure you knew she liked you, but not like this. You also didn’t want to assume. It was hard to take in.

All yuh want talk bout a matrimony, yeah

Any ting yuh want Koffee got di money, yeah

Me give yuh me heart beg yuh take it from me

She dramatically mimicked the lyrics, clutching her chest and kneeling at your feet, making you laugh. She was cute. And the song was really damn good. 

Baby are you feeling me?

Cause I'm really feeling you

Baby are you feeling me?

Cause I'm really feeling you

I'm a pull up in my fast car You were silent for a while as the song outro faded out. You were speechless. You stared for a while, going through about every emotion and thought you had the past few months. You’d open your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. “That bad, huh?” She asked comically.

“No!” You rushed out. “It was.. beautiful.” You look around you, still finding the words. “When did you-?”

“Early April. Last time mi did hear from you was March, and mi stop call from den. Mi feelings hurt bad bad. So I took up the pain and drive guh a studio wid it.”  “Oh,” You say lowly. “Kay, I’m sorry. I mean, not totally because, you just made a HIT song– yes I said hit— AND it’s about me, so that’s double whammy right there.”

She laughed heartily, leaning back in her chair. “You ramp too much.” “All jokes aside, though. I was in my head so much that I didn’t give you a chance to show me how much you cared. Truthfully cuz I felt like I cared too much. I was anticipating getting hurt, and that wasn’t fair to you or myself.” She looked down and nodded in agreement. “Mi just glad seh you found your way back to me, baby.” She placed a warm, caring kiss on your cheek. “And I love you too.” 

You left your chair and opted for a seat on her lap, resting your arm around her back and on her shoulder. “Play it for me, again?” You asked with a beaming smile. She returned a beaming one back to you before pressing the play button on the mixing console in front of her, holding you tighter the second time around.

[octoberautumnbox]

Hello fellow Yuri enthusiast I would like to throw another thought in your head. Siblings Jooe and Yuri being he slut sisters you use and abuse ;) all the spitting choking and fucking these two polar opposite sisters.

Idk I saw those bikini pictures of jooe and she kinda looked like a thick yuri and now I want them both heh.

(idk which jooe pics anon send some in thru dm or imgur or smth pls and I'll edit this to add when u do!)

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Her chains clack against the bedposts; you somehow keep forgetting that these handcuffs aren't the flimsy ones she can easily break free from. Fortunately, it seems she keeps forgetting too, and it only turns her on more as bruises develop on her wrists. Tears stream down her face and her incoherent babbling as you piston deep into her fuckhole only earn her more of her rough fucking.

"Guh, fuck, please, hurts, hu- AAHHHHHH!!" A well-timed slap of her tits brings her ever so close to the edge. You watch them bounce for you as you pound her into the bed harder and harder, and Jooe's consciousness steadily starts fading away once more.

"Please, shit, I'm-" she struggles to blurt out, each thrust seemingly hitting a reset button in her head. You knew what she was trying to say, but if she was gonna be a weak-willed slut like this she didn't deserve to get what she wants.

Just then, the door creaks open and Yuri strolls in with her towel. She's halfway through drying herself off, her own swimsuit still dripping with the poolwater onto your shared room's tiled floor.

"Oppa," she sing sweetly, "can I have a go after Unnie?" She kisses you delicately on the cheek, then on the lips with just the slightest bit of teasing tongue for you. It always turned them on to watch each other take your cock, and it looks like this was no exception.

"Of course, baby. Anything you like," you reply, almost faltering. Jooe reminds you of the job you're in the middle of, as her walls squeeze deliciously around your shaft and makes her pleasures known by the growing wet spot on the bed right under her sore and abused cunt.

"Oppa, please, I wanna cum, I'm so cl-- oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK!! AAAAAHHHH" She delays her orgasm and resultant scream as long as she can, luckily just enough time for Yuri to shut the door and make the room soundproof again. Once she hears the door shut, she lets everything out, and her squirt escapes her poor hole. It splashes all over her crotch, glistening on her puffy pussy lips and coating your rock-hard cock to fuck her even better. You have to give her a moment of respite, else she might actually lose her mind and her ability to hold herself back when with other people.

Pulling out, the last few drops of her girlcum land on the sheets underneath her and she watches as your cock exits. Jooe also watches, her chains clacking again, as Yuri sweetly takes over with licks and pecks on your cock, determined to clean up every single trace of her elder sister before taking you on herself.

"Mm, yummy," she muses gleefully. "Ehehe, how does Oppa want me?"

"Hands on the headboard baby," guiding her to face away from you, right over her sister still cuffed to the bed. She follows immediately, her excitement showing as the crotch of her swimsuit gets wetter than the rest. In position, she looks back at you with love, nothing but a thin piece of fabric that left nearly nothing to the imagination the only thing between you and her perfect pussy.

You pull it aside and she moans cutely at the sensation of being exposed. Rubbing a finger against her puffy lips elicits more lewd sounds, followed by two, and three, before finally teasing her with your cock.

"My good girl, do you want it hard like your Unnie?" you ask gently. Yuri isn't one for rough fucking by default, and you've learned to make sure before taking her.

"Mmm, let's start slow, Oppa," she says as she guides your hand to her boobs, showing her Unnie how well you pleasure her little sister, "we have a show to put on, after all."

~~~

a/n: just a little warmup before I work on actual fics :DDDD

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

hi Jake! I absolutely love your blogs, and I’m wondering if you can do some Homicidal Liu/liu woods hcs? :3 please & thank you!!

GUH LIU <333 He's my special guy I love him

TW: Mentions of abuse, trauma, very light gore, a little angst

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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General Liu Headcanons

The biggest thing about Liu that effects his day to day life is his DID

He grew up in a very dysfunctional home, where his parents only really had kids as makeshift butlers and to live vicariously through them

Liu, being the older brother had a lot of the "harder" tasks given to him such as cooking for the family, making sure everyone had clean clothes, when jeff was a baby he had to change jeff's diapers, etc

So both kids were very mentally unstable from the start, but what really set the hammer in the coffin for Liu developing DID was that whenever he either did something wrong or didn't do his "chores", he was severely punished by being locked in a closet with no food, water or bathroom privileges for unknown amounts of time

This being said, he has waaay more alters than just Sully, Sully is just the one that fronts the most due to Sully being the main protector of the system

Other than Sully, Liu's system is made up of mostly littles and caretaker alters

Which can be very scary at times, so he does everything in his power to make sure that if someone does happen to front, it isn't any of the littles

Ok, i'm done talking about his DID now

I imagine him to either be fully Columbian or mixed Columbian with American

Jeff is the same way

Speaking of Jeff, Liu is about 5 years older than Jeff

Also on the topic of Jeff, Liu still very much loves his brother, and understands that during the "incident" he was very mentally unstable and he wasn't entirely in control of his own actions at the moment

But after being reunited with Jeff, it took a very, very long time for Liu to even stay in the front of his mind when around Jeff, let alone feel safe around him

Over the years, their relationship has significantly improved

Liu still doesn't feel comfortable being alone with Jeff, or even really going anywhere with Jeff, but he is able to hang out with him and talk

His height is around 5'9"

He always smells like vanilla and sometimes like a grandma's perfume

SPEAKING OF GRANDMAS

Liu is a total grandma

He says "oh lordy lord" after waking up from a long nap, he does the english teacher cardigan tuck, he says "kids these days", etc

But he's chill guys I swear (Jeff come get your boy he just said "Flabbergasted" in front of the hoes)

Also he loves plants

so much

someone stop this guy

It started out innocent enough, just a few plants to take care of because he read that taking care of plants can help with depression

And then he kind of spiraled

He has names for all of them, designated personalities, sometimes he knits them clothes for their pots

He's generally a very quiet guy

I wouldn't say shy per se....but he's like....shy in a cool history teacher way

guys he takes it up the butt

Woah who said that??? wild. Anyways!

He's so gentle and calming guh..

Love that guy, he's so special to me

ALSO he doesn't techincally have any pets but like...there's this one stray cat that comes around that he feeds and in return the cat brings him little dead things

He's named him "Harold Jackson"

He likes to read

He's one of those booktok girlies with all the tabs and highlighters

Genuinely squeals like a bitch when he sees a "Penguin Classics" book out in public

(I'm projecting onto him)

His proxy tattoo is on his shoulder, like right on top of it

He got his ears pierced at the young young age of 25 (reluctantly. Jeff forced him)

And now he wears all sorts of fun earrings! (he wears those e-boy cross earrings...)

His spotify wrapped consisted of David Bowie, Hozier, Cigarettes after sex, and mitski

His favorite color is beige and his hobbies include ironing clothes and sending emails <33

Guys idk if you can tell but i love him a lot

[ihopesocomic]

How the hell did you guys cook with making memorable characters that are so silly and goofy that like, I love them all. They're my goobers, my baby girls, my silly billies, my poor meow meows

(sorry I just, GUH BAUHH, THE GUYS!)

Honestly, I think it's because we just went with characters that we wanted to see more of in media. Like girls just being chaotic just because, loving gay couples with no strings attached, trans individuals just being themselves with also no strings attached...

The comic was meant to be a project for ourselves and for us to go about venting our frustrations and healing from unfair representation over the years in a positive way and it turns out me and Cat have a lot of the same frustrations and favourite character tropes and what-not, so I think that really helped too.

And thank you so much, I'm so happy to hear you love them so much ahh. <33 - RJ

[puzzledcretin]

Dad said I'm grounded, wanna stay for pizza?

(written for @tmnt-write-fight for @nights-flying-fox)

Fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Prompt: Hop visiting your au!! Hop is the Dimension Hopper Leo AU Leo btw :3 I wanna see him interact with your sillies!! Hop masterpost Word Count: 1,455

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“I don’t know what you want me to say, Mass. I can’t bring you down to the Hidden City. Your dad said no. Now, I would love to bring you down to the city, you know that, but I really can’t do it.” 

Massy frowned as a large hand came down on his head. He huffed, looking up at his Uncle Leo. Leo gave him a sideways grin, a mix of pity and something else. 

“I don’t want to just.. Sit around and do nothing,” Massy muttered, crossing his arms as he leaned back in his beanbag. Tossed around the floor was a bunch of Leo’s old comic books, they had been searching through them before for some storyline Massy remembered when he was little. But then Leo’s phone rang, and it seemed important.

“I’m sorry, Messy! You know what your dad said, you are grounded for a month following your little dimension hopping incident. Let me tell you, your dad is a hard-”

“I’m a what?” Mikey questioned as he stepped past Leo, carrying a laundry basket. 

“You are a delight to this family and we all love you,” Leo responded, grabbing the knot of Massy’s mask. He jerked it to the side, covering up Massy’s eyes. Mikey scoffed lightly, but he smiled, waving his brother out. 

Leo shrugged, “Sorry, kid. Maybe next time.” The slider gave a half hearted salute before he dipped out the doorway of Massy’s room. 

Mikey shook his head, looking down at his son. He set the laundry basket down on Massy’s bed, looking to his son, “You better make your bed, got it? It’s nasty to sleep on mattresses without a sheet.”

“Dad..” Massy groaned, pulling the mask off his head as he looked up at his father. 

“I know, I know. Spoons and what not, but I’m telling you that it would be more comfortable if you used sheets. And your bed would stink less,” Mikey explained as walked over to Massy. He crouched down, licking his thumb before he started to wipe something off of Massy’s cheek.

“Guh- Dad, come on, please?” Massy turned his head away, trying to push Mikey’s hands away. 

“Fine! Fine, I will leave you alone. I get it, you’re a big boy now-” “I’m a teenager..”

“Yes, I know that. You will never let me forget it. But you were my baby boy once upon a time so let me have this, okay?” Mikey leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Massy’s forehead. Massy groaned, but a smile settled on his lips anyways. Mikey smiled, lightly poking Massy’s snout as he pushed himself back up to his feet. 

“Uncle Raph is bringing pizza home from Casey’s hockey game, are you going to join us or do you want me to bring you a slice?” Mikey questioned, cocking his head to the side. 

“No, no, I’ll join you. Now leave me alone.” Massy said dramatically. Mikey laughed, shaking his head once again as he turned on his heel 

“Make your bed!” Mikey called as he walked out of the room, leaving his son back in his room. 

Massy let out a soft sigh, pushing himself up from the beanbag. His fingers fidgeted with the fabric between his fingers. Massy pulled the mask up onto his head, playing with the tails. The comics were still spread out across the carpet, he needed to pick them all up before he got told to clean his room after making his bed. 

The young turtle started to pluck them all up one by one, setting them on the desk. As he was gathering them up, the telltale woosh of a portal appeared behind him and Massy turned quickly with a grin. 

He knew Leo would come back! Leo knew that Massy was able to hold his own, he would bring Massy along and-

Massy paused as he looked down to see a very familiar version of his uncle on his floor. The blue scarf was pulled up over his head, but Massy could recognize it clearly enough.

“... You come for more ice, Hop?”

“Massy!” The turtle on the floor very quickly pushed himself up onto his feet. He swayed a moment but then grinned, putting his hands on his hips. “Huh.. Actually, I didn’t mean to show up here…”

Hop stepped forward, looking down at the comics on Massy’s desk.

“Oh!! Oh, oh yes. I haven’t seen this one in a hot minute!” Hop shouted as he pulled the comic off the desk. He flipped it open, looking through all the panels with a small grin.

Massy cocked his head to the side, crossing his arms, “You know that one?” Massy asked curiously, sifting through the comics for a moment before he pulled out another one. 

“Do you know this one?” Massy asked, passing it over. Hop lifted his head and looked over at the comic. 

“Uh.. Yeah, yeah! I know that one. I never got to read how it ended because it was all burned up…” Hop muttered, setting the comic in his hands to the side and grabbing the one from Massy’s hands. 

Massy hummed, the gears in his head starting to turn. His own uncle was once a dimension hopping turtle, and he said he sometimes brought back souvenirs. But his uncle says he hasn’t been out of this dimension since before Massy was born. 

“... So, what have you been up to?” Massy asked as he moved to sit on his desk. Hop pulled his nose from the comic and grinned up at Massy. 

“Me? Oh you know, what I’ve always been doing. I have found tons of other versions of me, though. We are kind of making a family thing. I keep telling them that we should swing by and pick you up, but honestly, your dad’s light show kind of freaked us out and kidnapping is not a charge I want on my rap sheet.” Hop explained, rolling his wrist. 

“A family? .. Huh. Well, yeah, I shouldn’t really be joining any extracurriculars right now. I am grounded,” Massy explained, resting his chin on his palm. 

“Yeah.. I mean, I want to say that I can’t believe it but I don’t know, I probably will be on some kind of house arrest when I get home too.” Hop noted, but then he shrugged his shoulders, “What have you been up to?”

Massy looked down at his desk, “Oh uh.. Not much, really. I mean, I’ve been writing letters to everyone but I realized I had to idea how I was going to send them,” Massy explained, picking up a stack of envelopes from his desk. “Other than that, I’ve been doing chores. And school, really. Not the most exciting life.”

“Delivery? I’m great at delivery! Hand it over,” Hop snagged the letters, “Do I have one in here?” 

“You? Yeah, of course. It should be the blue one near the body, I color coded them,” Massy gestured to the stack. 

Hop let out a small ‘ooooh’ before tucking them away in his fanny pack. He did pause to pull his own letter out, tucking that in a separate pocket.

“I’ll get to delivering them ASAP! And maybe I’ll come back with some. I’ll be an interdimensional postman!” Hop grinned as he turned back to his portal. Massy’s eyes widened, a frown coming to his expression as he realized Hop was leaving. 

“You’re leaving already?” He asked softly, cocking his head to the side. Hop seemed to hesitate.

“I mean.. Yeah? I don’t mean to bombard your living space, you know? So, I’m going to head out..” Hop explained, gesturing back to his portal. 

“Massy! Raph is home with the pizza, come on!” 

Massy lifted his head, somewhat startled by his father’s voice coming from the kitchen, “One moment!” He shouted back. His hands fidgeted against the fabric on his arms. He let out a sigh, thinking for a long moment before he looked to Hop, “Join us for pizza? Come on, you’re like, the only friend I’ve spoken to since everything happened.”

Hop’s eyes lit up, setting the comic down on the desk. “Um.. Am I allowed? I don’t know if a version of me is going to appreciate uh… Me.” Hop gestured to himself, though he did glance over at the door. 

“Hm.. I say you’re allowed. My family loves strays,” Massy joked as he pushed himself off the desk. Massy pushed his door open, gesturing for his friend to walk through. 

Hop looked from the door to Massy, then back. He seemed to consider for a moment before he grinned and very quickly bounced through the door. Massy laughed some, following behind.

Luckily, his uncle bought a lot of pizza.

[that1milesclone]

chat is it bad i woke up and the first thing i thought about was having a butch partner 💀

but who can blame me? because i KNOW im not the only femme who daydreams about being carried by my future butch, even around our shared living space just because they can. i wanna be called princess and pretty baby because goddammit i AM their pretty princess >:(

but that's not all, at night when we cuddle to sleep i'll bury my face into neck and run my hands through their hair. i'll ramble about my day until they fall asleep or i knock out, and in the morning i'll still be stuck to them like glue because i love them sm.

i wanna text them all the time and call them strong and handsome and amazing and my favorite person bc RAHHHHH THEY DESERVE IT‼️🗣️

i <3 butches where is my butch spouse when i need them guh

[conceptofjoy]

SHIT I loVee your real boy seb. hes like if autism and adhd had a child. him having selective mutism and hiding behind someone close im crying. ive been feeling down/tired lately and seeing him made me genuinely giggle and smile. AND AHHH his interactions with other kids i love how you do the relationships in your posts not only <333 in your art style he and his expressions look so familiar and close.. hes my baby. my head aches its so good. seeing seb doing his bunny deals warms my heart like chocolate cheesecake in the microwave in fact. HELL FUCKING YEAH DESTA GO ON!!!

btw thats offtopic as hell but im that anon who originally said dorkhell LMFAO i saw you made the word? a whole hashtag uhoh! i opened my jaw like a smol bird opening its beak 180 degrees so that its mother bird would feed it WHEN i noticed. its actually so funny to me because i didnt even think about that too long. just a sudden thought i decided to add. but yes... this is your inheritance now joy (>_0)

well back to seb im about to disintegrate into sand. i really like how everyone uh... treats him in some sense? though he, i admit, may be a little disaster here and there but they love him <3 so, the way people treats seb with some kind of understanding (im not sure if thats the right word b i cant find anything better than this) is frankly comforting. i just go all "god damn it" as a person who was that neurodivergent child growing up. i may repeat, but i just adore your relationships between all the characters and I DARE to wander into another field BUT the vriska polycule,,... damn yes thats the thing anyone needs to see to make their earth spinning like its should. and they all care deeply about each other despite their ways of showing it is different. i see now!!!!

i literally cant form sentences anymore but they all are so dear. tyyy for making&sharing your art w random people on the internet again!! puts a turtle in your hand and frogblinks at you

AAAA THANK U puts turtle in a well maintained tank. everyone loves little seb n even though no one rlly has experience talking with kids, all of them are nd + have sibling energy/experience. his mischievousness matches a lot of the others lol.

hes a smart kid and knows how to use his cuteness/ how to play dumb to get out of situations (youngest child behavior) but is also incredibly silly. he takes after hal a lot in his smugness and dirk in his explosive displays of affection.

guh thank u so much for ur kind words. im glad i could make u feel better :) also dorkhell was just so good lol its so fitting. i should def elaborate on the vriska polycule l8r but it would take SEVERAL posts lmfao

[joey-smack]

review of “the end is not the end” by house of heroes for @ismashedkasso666 !!

the cover made me giggle btw

intro - not rating cause pointless ya know

if - i give this one a 9/10 cause i like it a bunch :P. these lyrics making me ponder things too … ESPECIALLY “if you were mine, i’d have the world” cause like word!

lose control - 7/10. i like it, but it doesn’t particularly stand out. “i have no future and i have no past” i fw that haaard.

leave you now - 8/10. for some reason, my favorite part is the bass LMAO. i also want to comment that this album is mixed very well… everything is the perfect volume and sounds very nice. “i can’t leave you now / i got nowhere to go anyhow” luv it.

dangerous - 10/10. i reaaaally like this one. i can’t even put lyrics here cause i love them all!!!! this one is def going on a playlist of mine. i am thanking you for making me hear this.

in the valley of the dying son - 9/10. at first i thought i wasn’t gonna like it but i reaaally do. i like the little solo part & honestly the whole song. literally just “i’m thinking of you” yes dawg i am always thinking of u 🙏🏼💔

code name : raven - 8.8/10. these cats are cookin! LMAO. this one is pretty good, i like his vocals a bunch. “you’re the only reason i stayed” / “i’m on your side until my body drains of blood” this dude GETS it.

by your side - 100/10. i looove a good sappy/acoustic song. this one is good as freak like i’m feeling it for real !!!!! “just to see your face for a moment, i’d cross the ocean again” uhh yeah most certainly … i feel like this guy just stole all my internal thoughts or smthn >_<. this song hurts, but i love it regardless.

journey into space (pt.1) - 7.5/10. i found it a liiiittle boring … don’t hate me pls 💔. it wasn’t bad, tho. the lyrics are a bit repetitive x_x.

sooner or later - 9/10. i like this one a bunch. “we never had a chance but i’m happy we that we tried” DO YOU WANT ME TO KMS!? guh. this one is super super good.

baby’s a red - 11/10. WHY IS THIS ONE MAKING ME EMOTIONAL????? okay listen i feel music harder than literally anything so like. good lird. i love this song, it’s so sweet T-T. “i will testify that i loved you” / “only that i loved you until death” YOU’RE KILLING ME!

drown - 8.9/10. this one is pretty good. “sacrifice your pride to find a new beginning” very, very true…

faces - 9.2/10. siiiigh… again, he gets me. “i only want what’s bad for me” girlll me too LMAO. i can’t properly convey my thoughts here for some reason, but i quite like this one.

voices - 6.8/10. guhh… i didn’t care much for this one </3. it could’ve been better i think.

field of daggers - 8/10. very pretty ^_^. seems religious in a way? i may be a little stupid and interpreting the lyrics incorrectly, but that’s how it sounds. the outro is very nice.

new moon - 8.5/10. “i feel the aching of an old bruise healing” gguuuuuhhhh!!! lyricism is off-the-charts. i am still taken aback at how well this album sounds, i’m seriously impressed.

ghost - 9.8/10. :-(. this one just hurts zawg… sigh. i think it’s a very fitting closing track for the album. i really like his voice, it’s versatile and fits the lyrics well. “i got my freedom, but it feels like emptiness” / “i wanna fade away driftin’ out your life” good lird. i cant even. do u want to see me cry brotha …

WE HAVE REACHED THE END!!! overall, i think i give it an 8.9/10. i did not expect to like it so much, but i really do ^_^! thank you for showing me this, i WILL kiss u on the mouth 4 this cause it is srs great. i hope my review is sufficient 💘!!!